A little over a week ago I really enjoyed reading Shark Mouth: Adventures in Loose Teeth at The Meanest Mom. It was especially funny to me as we have embarked on the adventure of loose teeth--Isaiah has his first loose tooth. It's hardly wiggling and has been only slightly loose for the last two weeks, so despite the Tooth Fairy waiting on standby, nothing has really happened other than a whole lot of whining when it comes to eating chewy food.
Tonight, there was a new development in the loose-tooth saga: we have our own Shark Boy.
Not only is my seven-month-old cutting teeth, so is my almost-six-year-old.
Isaiah's pretty entertained by the nickname "Shark Boy." Tonight he was running around "chomping." We're going to see the dentist on Tuesday when we go for Katie's regularly scheduled cleaning/checkup, and depending on what he says he wants us to do, he may or may not stay amused . . .