After weeks of a loose bottom tooth, Xander's finally popped out today while he was watching Star Wars (we just barely let them watch the first one, A New Hope; I was worried they would be scared, but they love it). He just looked up at me and said calmly, "Mom, I lost my tooth." I was never that patient and loosing teeth was always traumatic, but he just let that thing slowly wiggle its way gone. He's been very excited to test his theory on the Tooth Fairy. He's said to Maxton several times, "I wonder if the Tooth Fairy is real. When I lose my tooth, I'm going to test it and figure it out." LOL. That has amused me for a long time. He's asked me if she is real, but I always turn it around and ask, "What do you think?"
Here's the resulting cheese fest photos. He's forgotten how to smile naturally. ;)