In some countries, I imagine losing your first tooth, on the first day of the new year, is a sign of things to come - 365 days of prosperity, or health, or fame, or maybe just an unwavering diet of soft, mushy foods.
In the Mechem household, losing one's first tooth means a delighted (albeit somewhat shocked) Owen, a proud Dad, and a wistful Mom.
Yet more proof my little boy is growing up way too fast.
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