My sweet Bethany lost her second tooth yesterday. She proudly and promptly put it in a ziploc baggie and wrote her name on it. Then because she wanted to share the joy, she took it to church last night to show her AWANA leader.
In the middle of the night, I awoke to find her at my bedside. She couldn't find her tooth. The baggie was there, but no tooth. She was sad. She'd wanted to put it under her pillow and forgot before bed. Now was as good a time as any, hence the need for the tooth.
I told her I'd put my glasses on and be right in to help her look for a teeny tiny tooth...lost who knows where. She was sincere and so sad, which just melted my tired heart into a puddle of love for her.
I found my way to her room and gazed in the baggie...only to find...
the missing tooth!
It wasn't missing at all. It was hiding behind the letters of her name. All is well. My little girl was able to go back to sleep with a smile on her face and a tooth in a baggie under her pillow.
She will awaken this morning to find that her daddy replaced the tooth with a coin.