♪ dear Prairie Kid, dear Prairie Kid. A hole in your mouth, dear Prairie Kid, a hole. ♫
He was eating a quesadilla a little while ago and said "Owe! Mom, I'm bleeding!" And there it was, the loose tooth ready to come out. A minute later as I fumbled for the video camera saying "Don't pull it out yet!" I turned to find my son holding his tooth in his hand.
And there you have it, the first lost tooth.