Tooth Fairy Days & Riding bicycles

I haven't written to you in a while. Sorry... I love that you are at the stage of teeth falling out. You lost your first one May 2nd (Papa's and my 15th anniversary-- it happened in school), and the second one May 25th, but boy is this third one giving you a hard time. the first two were on the bottom (front) and the top ones are working their way loose, now. One is so loose it's hard for you to eat much.

Some how I remember putting mine under my pillow wrapped in kleenex and getting a few quarters. You got $2 for the first one (inflation) and .75 for the 2nd. Wonder how much this next one will be?

This summer you finally figured out how to ride your two-wheeler without training wheels. We took them off last year, but you just couldn't get it. Mom didn't always want to be outside with you, running after the bike, and truthfully, neither did I (I was usually making dinner when you asked to go out), but I was never sorry I did. We even decorated your bike for the 4th of July, just like I used to do with MY bike as a kid. (Sorry the flags that we stuck in your handles broke the first time you fell. That happens).


I really love being part of your life as you grow. I know you get grouchy when you have to come in, but we all did. You're my favorite boy, you know...