I was roused from sleep in the middle of the night to find Kyle standing by the bedside, looking a bit worried... "What is it?", I sleepily asked him as he stood there looking half awake. He was holding a bit of something between his fingers and was trying to show me. "Ma, my tooth fell off. See?".



Jerry woke up amused at our unexpected guest & invited him to spend the remainder of the night with us. I motioned him to hop into bed between me and Jerry, tucked him under the sheets and cuddled him back to sleep. I then looked at the tiny piece of enamel on the side table...



Aw... Kyle is now missing his front tooth.