Then there’s this boy, who’s growing ever-so-quickly, too. Long and lanky, but still ready to curl up on my lap. Freckled cheeks that are still baby-skin soft. I lean on him more and more for help with his siblings and around the house, and he continues to thrive on the challenge of new responsibilities.
Last night, his front tooth “fell” out. (This little boy isn’t one to wait around for the tooth to just let go on its own, of course!) Today, he’s been talking with the cutest lisp, and I’m trying to not to cry over the fact that he’s about to get adult front teeth that will change this sweet little-boy face forever.