Dear Gibson,

Today you lost your first tooth!!  It was only loose for a day, but you really wanted it out.  We tried before church, and I learned that Daddy has a very weird way of pulling teeth.  He doesn't pull; he flicks.  Needless to say, it kind of hurt you.  Part of the problem is that your adult tooth has already grown in behind the baby tooth.  You look like a shark!  So there wasn't really any traction on the baby tooth.  Anyway, you fiddled with it all through church, and when we got home it was ready.  You told Daddy he had one more try and then you were going to have Grandpa pull it.  Daddy flicked it one last time, and sure enough it popped right out!  You were excited, but a little freaked out at the same time.  You cried.  It was so adorable!  So here we go into the next phase of your childhood.  I'm not ready!  Now your smile has a little hole in it.  We had pictures after that, and you made sure to put your lip down just a little so your tooth hole showed. 

Good job, buddy.  Now you can wait for the tooth fairy to come!

Love,
Mom