Easton and Cole were wrestling, like they often do, on our bed. Seth and I were right by them, watching. Easton grabbed Cole and pulled him back on top of him and they both fell down. We heard a bang and knew they had hit each other pretty hard. Easton covered his mouth and was crying very hard. Cole was also crying so I started to comfort Cole, while Seth grabbed Easton. It wasn't until Easton took his hand off his mouth that Seth saw he had a tooth knocked out! I could not believe it! And then we couldn't even find the tooth, we think he must have swallowed it. After all the madness and going to the dentist, he kept looking in the mirror saying, "I look funny. I need my new big tooth to get here." I told him he looked absolutely adorable, which he does. And now every few days he'll just come up to me and ask "Do I look cute with my missing tooth?" Hopefully he'll totally believe me and be able to stop asking me that question because if I have to answer that every few days for the next 2-3 years (when the dentist guessed his tooth would come in, according to x-rays) it may get a little old. Not that I don't love telling him he looks cute. It was fun to have him get excited about the tooth fairy. Seth helped him write a note to her (Seth says 'him' because of some movie he saw). This is what it said, "Dear Tooth Fairy, I lost a tooth but I can't find it. I think I swallowed it. You can check my mouth. Easton"