Nearly 6 years to the day when he finally got his first tooth, which happened to be the day after his 1st birthday, he finally lost his first tooth. It was a much anticipated event, with days of wiggling and waiting. The tooth fairy came and brought a Sacajawea coin, which according to Tate is the coolest thing ever.
Carson turns seven on Sunday. S-E-V-E-N. That is just simply not possible. Six blew my mind, but seven? Somehow he’s in first grade and reading chapter books and doing word problems and asking unbelievably insightful questions. It’s like he’s a kid, or something. It’s INSANE.
For the past several days, he’s been a little sick with a sore throat and fever. His voice is hoarse and deeper. Combined with the missing tooth and impending SEVENTH (??????!!!!!) birthday, it’s just too much.