We've made it through the first week of seventh grade.

The first week is behind us. Now, we've got the rest of the year to work on.

Finally, at 11 years old, the last bottom tooth, fell out.

I still have a baby tooth in my mouth. That tooth and all of the bottom front baby teeth are so stubborn. I blame it on that noise you make. I thought they would never come out. Now that the front bottom single teeth are all out, we'll see if your teeth will find room to spread out. You are growing up, my boy. No more discussions of the tooth fairy necklaces, that I am waiting for, when I get to heaven, if I persevere in making you brush. Now we warn you of your own consequences. Manhood is looming behind you. Enjoy these moments, as from the Lord. Money under your pillow helps you enjoy, doesn't it?