It's weird because I checked his teeth the end of last week and none of them were even slightly wiggly. But then today when he got off the bus (he's doing the extended school year program), his lip was a little bloody and at first I thought he split it open. But nope, turns out his tooth was just about to fall out!
At first he didn't want me to touch it, so I just left it alone. We decided to go to the beach today with some friends, and while we were there, he just said "Mom, can you pull my tooth out!?" It kind of shocked me, actually. But I was actually the baby about, lol. For some reason it was really stressing me out, I think I just didn't want to hurt him. But I went for it, and it popped right out! He was so proud, and so excited!! He immediately went and told all of his friends and he can't stop talking about the tooth fairy :)
It's kind of bittersweet. The last bit of his "babyness" is slowly starting to disappear. Such a small thing, but at the same time, such a big milestone!! Is it true what they say about once they lose one tooth, they all start falling out at once??!
This all kinda crept up on me so fast, Miss Tooth Fairy isn't ready!! Guess I better get on that... ;)