Connor lost one of his front teeth several weeks ago, and the other one is very loose. Somehow, it has migrated to the middle of his mouth and it's crooked. Even when his mouth is closed, it kind of sticks out a little. It reminds me of those Billy Bob teeth you get out of the machine at Chuck E Cheese. These are definite bribery photos for later on.
Poor little Callie is wishing her teeth would fall out.
Since then, he has been looking longingly at boats. Now that we are in our house, he has been looking more seriously. I have spent several weekends being dragged around to marinas. He really wanted a fishing boat, and I wanted to make sure it was practical enough for all of us to use it. We checked out a couple of new boats, but they were either too expensive or didn't have enough room, or both. Last weekend, Jason found a perfect boat on Craigslist. It is 10 years old, but the owner was obviously in love with it because it is in perfect shape. There's lots of room for us all to take rides and it can pull a tube. We picked it up last night, and now it has a coveted spot in our garage.