Where Did My Baby Go?

Thursday, April 21, 2011, my sweet little Aidan lost his first tooth. That morning, I was coming home from the gym and he was standing at the front door waiting for me. He was grinning ear to ear and holding his tooth which he had wiggled right out as soon as he woke up. I jumped and squealed a bit before he told me to stop because I was embarrassing him.

Since we were driving to Boise that day, he was a little nervous that the tooth fairy's wings would get too tired trying to find him. Fortunately, he woke up the next morning to a dollar bill under his pillow and all was well.