after much concern and a few tears, luca finally lost his "left-bottom-middle-tooth" (as he liked to call it.) it was a long month for the boy and he was not a fan of having a loose tooth. a lost tooth, however, is much better. no more pain. no more fear of swallowing it. no more unknown.
plus now he can turn his smile into a secret weapon of cuteness on his mama. i swear he already knows.
now here is my bad decision. luca did not want a tooth under his pillow. the thought kinda weirded him out. i mentioned that i could make a special tooth pillow, but had not taken the time for it. so when the tooth fell out on wednesday evening, i dropped everything to make this little guy. at the expense of our family devotions i started sewing. it wasn't purposeful. and that was the problem. it was negligient. i let the allure of a project get to me. we ran out of time to sit and read and be pulled into the story of a Savior, our Savior. because I became more concerned with creating, rather than the Creator.
so here is our little tooth pillow. with a sweet heart face. we call him toothie. and he will always be a reminder to this mama.