Sunday, September 6, 2009

Our first LOST tooth!

A couple of weeks ago Sean came crying to me because he had bumped his mouth and now his tooth was loose. I calmly replied, "That's okay baby. Soon all of them will fall out." That may not have been the best thing to say to my sensitive Sean. He was not very enthusiastic about this news. I am thankful to say that after living with a wiggly tooth for awhile he became very proud about this new stage in life. The big event occurred on the way to church on Wednesday. From the back of the car I hear, "Mom! My tooth is gone." I said, "Cool! Do you have it in your hand?" Sean says, "No, it's gone." I assume the first lost tooth is swallowed. Then the conversation turned to talking about what actually happens to a swallowed tooth. I will spare the whole blogging world the details. Tonight it hit me that my oldest baby is OLD. I'm all of a sudden mourning his tiny years. He is already a little boy. He does so much independently and of these things I am extremely proud. God has blessed me to be a part of two boys lives and I pray that he will give me the wisdom, patience, love, and strength to raise mighty men who love the Lord. Thank you God. Let me take time to enjoy each small moment. -Sarah
As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.
Psalm 103:14-16

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