He done up and lost his tooth last night. It happened whilst he was munching on an Oreo. I thought he was eating some grapes that had seeds in them (that's what they were eating earlier) and he came to me holding his hand out. I told him to spit the seed in the bowl on the table and he said it was his tooth. I essentially called him a liar and then he proved me wrong. I cleaned it up, put it in a Ziploc bag and he promptly lost the tooth upstairs. He was showing his sister and cousin. Lost it on the cream colored carpet. His first baby tooth. The husband spent a good ten-fifteen minutes on his hands and knees looking for it, to no avail. I went up and spent 45 seconds feeling the carpet and came up with it. Don't ask, I still don't know.
So yeah, my baby is well on his way to being a big boy. Someone hold me.