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Christmas is pretty far away... I don't think that he'll have to suffer through any embarrassing songs about his teeth. He lost the second tooth from his mouth, carried it in his pocket for hours, and then lost it again somewhere at the White's house- while jumping on the trampoline, climbing on the bunk bed, or playing in the closet. I told him that he could write a note to the Widjiwats about it, but he's not that interested in gaining a reward...strangely.
He looks good though, right?


Sandy said…
PLEASE get him to write the letter to the widjiwats. PLEASE!!!!
sharon said…
I love that kid.
Tate Family said…
He looks like his cousin Lucy Joy. She is without her teeth as well. He is handsome indeed and I miss him.
MomZup said…
So perfect for an almost 7 year old! Strong work, Bowden David.
Liana said…
He looks so old in these pics...he's growing up, in this here cyber-world.
Annie said…
Maybe he's doubting the Widjiwat theory. Funny how they only come to him.
Maybe you could mention the idea of saving money for Christmas gifts.
I remember when he was saving up for a little girl's gift.

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