Tonight Silas wrote a note to the tooth fairy requesting that she not take his tooth. He wanted to keep the first one. The note was plain and simple. “Do not take my tooth. I want to keep the first one.” Davis told Silas this was inadequate, that he needed to say something nice about the tooth fairy first and persuade her not to take the tooth. Silas didn’t listen, but the tooth fairy did oblige, leaving the tooth safely under his pillow along with a signed “OK” on the note and a $10 bill.
Today Davis celebrated his last day in the single digits. For his 10th birthday, he requested a baseball party. We went out to the baseball fields, played an actual game, then ate baseball game food followed by serious chocolate cake.
I can’t believe he is already 10. It seems like he was just a baby. This past year, Davis has fallen in love with baseball even more. He also loves Pokemon although he gets angry and agitated when he doesn’t win. In school, he loves math and PE, and complains frequently about reading class. Davis loves hugs and snuggling and being close to his mama, although not in public. He thinks girls are weird and doesn’t care to talk about them at all. If you tell him he’s handsome, he smirks and says, “No I am not.” Davis constantly begs his daddy to go outside and throw the baseball or football with him. It doesn’t matter if it’s 100 degrees or 20, he’s always ready to go outside. He has a love/hate relationship with his brother. Sometimes they are huddled together on the couch over a game of Dragon City. Other times they are involved in a non-stop, non-sensical bickering session. Tracy and I didn’t pray to God to have children. We decided on our own that we weren’t having children, thinking that saving our money, living in a condo, and traveling was the better option. Thankfully, God had a different plan. I can’t imagine life without Davis or Silas. Our lives forever changed 10 years ago on Halloween night. Davis became a part of our family, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Today, Silas lost his very first tooth at Davis’s birthday party. When we got home, I asked him if the one beside it was loose too. He said, “No, that one is stabilized.”
Both of our boys are huggers. They would hug all day long if you let them. Tracy and I cannot hug each other alone anymore. When we hug, if the boys see us, they run to us like magnets and yell, “Family Hug!”