The "gig" is up....Part 2

So, I mentioned I was feeling a little sentimental about Josh's newly attainted knowledge. Well, there's more. The other night he lost another tooth. Just before bed he asked me if he should put it under his pillow. Surprised, I looked at him in disbelief and said, "are you serious?" He said, "well, I don't know...what do you mean?" I chuckled and handed him a dollar. A few minutes later he came back into the room. I could tell he had been crying. I felt so bad. I feel like I've slammed the door on his childhood. Josh is a super smart kid, but apparently more innocent and tender than I thought. I told him it was okay to be sad and that the fun wouldn't stop. We just hugged and cried together in the kitchen. It really was a special moment...you just don't get to hold and hug your kids like you did when they were younger, you know what I mean? I think he felt a little better when I asked him to stay up with me (Chad is out of town as usual) and watch tv and eat chips and salsa. Man, I love that kid.