Brave.

Ivy lost a tooth tonight. She just spit it out into her hand and then teared up. And I was right there tearing with her. To date this was the toughest tooth emotionally to loose. She and I had a quiet cry and then it was back to dinner and bedtime routine with lots of Tooth Fairy talk.

Already I miss the youth and innocence, the baby-ness this front tooth represented in Ivy's smile. It will take a little time to get used to this space.