What a horrible night Tuesday was. Kynton lost his first tooth and it was no where to be found. We searched the car high and low and it wasn't until after bedtime, in the pitch dark and cold, that I found it in a crevice under the driver's seat. I had never cried so hard over an item and didn't realize until the search began how much his first tooth physically meant to me. Since we didn't have the tooth when Kynton went to bed, it was determined, we'd wait to put it under his pillow until the following night.
That night, Kynton couldn't wait to get to bed and actually went to sleep almost an hour earlier than Keagan. Kendel took care of all the details and then it was time for all of us to head to bed.
The next morning, I awake to the pitter patter of Kynton's feet and him saying, "Oma, look at what the tooth fairy left me!" He then heads into our room and instantly looks for Keagan in our bed. Upon finding him, without any hesitation, he says, "brother, look what the tooth fairy brought: one for me and one for you." And with that, he hands his little brother one of the two gold coins the tooth fairy left for him.
What a fabulous way to start the day. Filled with warmth and joy. Grateful to have such a thoughtful, loving boy to call "son".
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