Sometimes, a little thing is a big thing.

Joey came home from school today and proudly announced that he has his very first loose tooth. He's nearly 6 1/2 years old, so for months now, I've known this was going to happen any time. And, too, I've been through this countless times with Kevin, obviously. But there's something about that very first loose tooth. When he told me, and with this big, proud grin on his face, I got all choked up. I had to hug him just to compose myself.

Where did my baby go?