His first tooth!

Gus lost his first tooth while driving on a family road trip to Minneapolis.  He ripped it out without even noticing. I thought I saw something white in his hand (it was dark in the car, we were driving at night), and when I flipped the light on, the poor guy had a tooth in his hand, blood running down his chin, and a freaked-out look on his face!

After I told him how tough he was, he smiled and enjoyed it.  Then promptly asked if the tooth fairy would find him in Minneapolis.

(She did.)