ToothlessHeartbreak! My firstborn, the loser of the first tooth among the Halverson Trio, lost his second tooth today . . . in the plastic ball pit at Ikea’s playroom. No joke: My frantic boy couldn’t find his pearly white in that pool of red, yellow, and blue plastic despite the help of his equally horrified brother.

But have no fear, Super Mom is near: I calmed them both with ice cream cones and a triple pinkie swear that absolutely, positively, for sure and without a doubt THE TOOTH FAIRY WILL STILL COME.

No joking about that, either. Trust me. Super Mom knows these things.

Disclaimer: No, you’re not seeing things. This photo is after the loss of the FIRST tooth. My camera’s batteries were kaput tonight.