My 'Baby' Boy...

So, last night, my little boy (nearly 8) came home from Beaver Scouts looking like this! Brilliant face-painting I thought and he was a bit annoyed to have it washed off almost immediately. Notice that he still has one of his top front teeth in this picture...


He went to bed and, half an hour later, Mark and I heard, 'MY TOOTH HAS COME OUT!' (which actually meant he had forced it out - with a fair amount of blood). What a difference a day makes! He is now lisping nicely which I find rather cute.

My 'baby' is no longer a baby, toddler, pre-schooler or infant schooler. He is a junior with 4 adult teeth and two gaps soon to be filled.