Son #3 has found it humiliating still having all his baby teeth at the ripe old age of seven (his older brothers both lost their first teeth when they were four or five). He and one other boy in his class were the last two to lose a tooth; they have each had a wobbly one for weeks now. Every morning at line-up they would rush to compare wiggles until finally Son #3's came out, and the next day so did the other child's.
I got to write 68 on the board, Mum! It was soooo cool!*