Three generations... This was taken at our Mother Daughter Brunch. Notice how we have Amber in the front trying to "hide" us with her tiny little body.
Okay, this picture needs a little background. For months (six months to be exact) I have been after Austin to pull a certain tooth that has just bearly been hanging on. He has this phobia with touching his loose teeth yet alone pulling them. Not kidding, he spazes out. Anyway, we were in Columbus on Mothers Day for baseball, and before the game all the boys on the team had the moms come out on the field and gave us roses. After Austin gave me his rose and a hug he said, "By the way I have something else for you for Mothers Day..." and he handed me his tooth. Apparently it fell out while taking infield practice. It was the best gift I could have gotten from him. Now I just hope he doesn't wait until Christmas to give me the loose one on the other side of his mouth.
