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Two for Two

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By marydalene

At the beginning of August, Timothy looked like this.

Then the next day, while he was eating breakfast, he lost one front tooth. The very next day, while he was taking a bath, he so graciously gave me the other, which had just fallen out. So now he looks like this, and is rather sheepish about it.

Poor kid. He had two of his baby molars extracted to make way for his permanent teeth, and now he has no front teeth and is on his way to losing another bottom tooth. It’s gettin’ a little hard to eat, these days. But it does make for some great smiles.

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  1. JoanneAugust 9, 2009 at 4:56 PM

    I think Timothy has a BEAUTIFUL smile! Less to brush,right Timothy?

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  2. JanetAugust 9, 2009 at 5:55 PM

    Cute pics!

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  3. BarbaraAugust 9, 2009 at 6:02 PM

    Wow, losing teeth is a sure sign that he is growing up!! It certainly does make for cute smiles.

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  4. Jocelyn RobertsonAugust 9, 2009 at 8:07 PM

    Those pictures make me smile.

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  5. GrammyzanneAugust 9, 2009 at 8:23 PM

    What a happy smile.

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  6. AndreaAugust 9, 2009 at 10:06 PM

    I love seeing toothless smiles! It's one of the perks of teaching first grade :)

    Your smile looks great Timothy!

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  7. Lynda/MomAugust 9, 2009 at 10:43 PM

    Seems like Timothy tends to do things in a big way. Good going, big guy. If you lose too many you might end up with a diet of milkshakes, but would that be so bad? Aunt Lynda

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