With a houseful of grandkids, quality individual times come rarely. Tonight was a night to remember with Joel, my little "Sugarbear." Aubreigh went to stay with her Daddy, so for once, Joel was the only grandchild spending the night. I commented to Steve that I believe this to be the first such night in his entire life. Because he had lost his first tooth, I pulled out a very special book for our nighttime story. "Little Rabbit's Lose Tooth" was purchased for his mommy, Natalie by Steve in 1985 on the occassion of her first pulled tooth. The opportunity to read the same book to my little grandson was quite heartwarming. After the book, he put his tooth under his pillow and asked how the tooth fairy would get his tooth and deliver her prize. He told me that if she lifted his pillow, he would feel it and wake up. He said, "She must have magic that makes the tooth fly out from under the window." I said, "Yes, there is magic." This was a priceless moment. The kind that I live for.