Miller wants to title this post, "I fling poo"

That is what I get for asking a 7-year old boy his opinion. His second choice was "Bush is Poopy," which is a bumper sticker we've seen recently. Ahhh... 7-year olds and bathroom humor.

But really, this isn't about flinging poo or Bush being poopy, it is about my biggest boy losing his first top tooth. There is something so... grown up when the top teeth go. I know that soon there is going to be a big ol' permanent tooth in its place, and not long after that, braces will follow. Then he'll be driving and going off to college and getting married and I'll be a grandma. Just like that, his childhood will be over, and I'll only have the memories of the seven year old boy with a gap in his front teeth, who thought that poop was the most hysterically funny thing he'd ever heard.