Luke lost his first tooth. It makes him seem so old! I think with every milestone--first steps, first day of school, first lost tooth--it gets more and more bittersweet. Bittersweet because he's just that much closer to being independent and grown. Because it's good for him to be independent and grown, and yet there are some days that I just want to soak it all up for longer!
So here's my old 6 1/2 year old. He's kind and generous and so encouraging with every one of his words. If I was 6, I would want to be his friend!
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