The last month of school he got his first wiggly tooth, the last kid in his grade to do so. He was so so so excited he had given up hope for this day to ever come.
About a week later Conway asked his Grandma to help him pull it out ( she had told him that she was really good at pulling out teeth, so he trusted her above Mom or Dad. ) He was happy the tooth fairy had left a dollar but sad she took his tooth, so the next night he wrote her a letter asking for the tooth back. 

The second to last day of school a fire ruck comes to school and creates a splash zone for the elementary kids. We crashed the party and Elle jumped right in with the big kids, Wyatt was happy to stay dry and watch with Mom. This is our favorite activity, so grateful for the teachers and firefighters who make it happen.
The day after school was over was Conway's birthday. 7 years old! Where did time go? Thinking about all the growing and changes in the next 7 years scares me, I feel like I blinked and he turned 7. I don't want to blink again and him be 14!
We had Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Cooper over for pizza and presents. Got some great new clothes, books, airplanes to be able to play with Wyatt's set and a 20in bike! It did not take him long to get used to the big wheels and he was off, he even loves to go on little bike rides around the block by himself.

















































