For Better Or Worse... and the tooth fairy is missing

Sebi gave me a ring today. It's a blue, plastic rubberband that means more than diamonds to me.

That is big, people.Not like I ever had any huge rocks to toss around, but you get me.

My Sebi is the sweetest boy in the whole world. The WHOLE world. He keeps growing and growing and as much as I want it to STOP -I look forward to the next day of seeing him become this little guy that I have raised. He makes good choices. not all the time. He takes care of his little brothers. not all the time. He truly, truly, truly has a happy heart. And I am soooo grateful for that. Just the other day he had a meltdown and I asked him to use his words to tell me what was going on. After swallowing tears and choking back sobs, he finally said, "I was grumpy!" And I all but lost it myself.

"I know, sweet boy. Sometimes mommy is grumpy too." maybe more often than not lately:(

He has his first loose tooth and I just want that thing to stay in there for as long as it can. I'm not ready for him to shed any more baby- even if it is just a baby tooth. I want to go back to taking him on strolls every day. Walking to the grocery store. Singing him, "my little buttercup" over. and over. and over again. And never once getting tired of it.

But those times are gone. Which brings me back to the blog. This is all I have to hang on to now, because him being born just seemed like now. And then now passed. And now it's now. This is sounding like Spaceballs...

I don't want that tooth to come out. And I don't mean you any harm, tooth fairy. But could you moonlight as something else for just a few more years?

*ring pic to come after I get the rascals to bed*