Benson

Lost his first tooth!

Like most things, he was pretty quiet about it being loose. Maybe he didn't even notice. I happened to see that it looked a little crooked one day and sure enough it was a little wiggly. A day or two later, I saw it dramatically out of place and still he hadn't said a word. It wasn't till I pointed it out that he admitted, "I have a loose tooth."

Friday night I got a text from the lady who was babysitting them for date night that he had wiggled it right out! He was pretty excited when he got home, showing it off for pictures and getting it ready to put under his pillow. The inconsistent and unpredictable tooth fairy gave him seventy five cents. I found them the next morning, first thing, around a layout of Brooklyn's money as she gave him a lesson about quarters and dollars, etc.

Then, tonight, I was finishing brushing my teeth, the kids all safely and quietly in bed when Benson comes in crying so sincerely I can't even understand what he is saying. Considering the happy manner he went to bed in, I was shocked. "I forgot something ...sob, sob, sob... primary ... sob, sob sob ...." I managed to understand that he had forgotten about the Book of Mormon challenge the primary is doing  and was just about heartbroken that he wouldn't be able to complete it. Now that's something worth getting out of bed and crying to mom for!

Gratefully we had read the night before and were able to read a few verses right then and make those oh-so-satisfying check marks on his bookmark.

Love that boy.