About a month ago (April 26th, to be exact) I picked Max up from school and he was VERY excited. He said, "Mom, I lost a tooth!!". I was excited for him too, and asked to see it. He looked at me, kind of frustrated and said, "Mom, I said I LOST a tooth. I don't know where it is".
Ah...
Turns out he ate pizza for lunch and went to wiggle it afterwards, only to find an empty gap. So, Max lost the first tooth that fell out of his head. Here he is showing it off:

Tonight he lost a second tooth, and he was very happy to have NOT lost this one. I'll be sure to post a pic later.
(P.S. Max had his five-year checkup last week. He's 75th percentile in height & weight, and growing more every day!)