Lost Tooth

Well it finally happened.  It’s gone!  Lost!  As in, we can’t find it.  Ryan was eating a nectarine yesterday and said, “Hey, where’s my tooth?”  We checked in the nectarine, his bed, on the floor…He wasn’t super excited at the possibility that he ate it, but I assured him it would all work out okay!  The biggest concern was of course whether the tooth fairy would know that he lost a tooth without evidence under the pillow.  I assured him that somehow she would know.  Turns out the fairy completely forgot about this darling child’s very first tooth coming out until after church, but she made a good recovery and all is well!

 

It’s a little hard to tell because his other tooth has already started to come in!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gramma was ready for the day and gave Ryan this little box a few months ago.  Good thing because the tooth fairy seems to be a little absent-minded!

In other news:

Yesterday was the two year anniversary of Erik’s referral.  Hard to believe it was two years ago that we first saw his picture.  As I am writing this, he’s in his crib (not sleeping) singing “Jesus loves me.”  It melts a mother’s heart! 

His potty training is rolling but we’re at the stage where I am missing the diapers.  He woke me up twice last night to go and I think he goes about 15 times a day.