Lana found it.
Finding first teeth is a BIG DEAL in our family!
I thought I found Lily’s first tooth a few weeks ago, I was so excited!
I’m not the least bit competitive!
Lana was at the store, so I called her - not to brag, merely to inform
And she got mad at me!
because, it was her last chance to find a baby’s first tooth
(besides her own babies, of course)
She made all sorts of empty threats
about me not coming near her babies
when they were teething till the tooth poked through
(she’s not a bit competitive either)
Tony was actually the one that found the tooth first,
but he didn’t make a big deal out of it, so no one knew.
He is disqualified from the finding new teeth competition er, game.
Lana, I’m glad you found the second tooth
If I couldn’t find it
At least Dad didn’t either
As a side note -
It was when I found Lily’s tooth
(at that point, I didn’t know I wasn’t the real finder)
that I came up with the theme of my blog.
It had been a rough day, in a rough week.
And then I found the tooth (or so I thought…)
and for a moment, I was ecstatic.
And I thought, “thank you, Lord, for helping me find joy
in something so small as finding a baby’s tooth.
Joy is not my natural state, but I want it to be.