Tooth Fairy
The tooth fairy made another visit last night. Second trip this week for the youngest (once by me and once by her Mom.) She lost this one with a little help from dear old Dad. She was trying to eat corn on the cob and noticed some blood on it. We went to the bathroom and after a little persuasion, she let me grab it and pull it out. Didn’t cry. Not one bit! She made me proud.
Every time the tooth fairy makes a visit, I am afraid it will be its last. I am afraid one of the kids will see me sneak in or out and put two and two together or I am afraid the other kids at school will let them in on the “secret” and the fun will be gone for them (and me). Being a kid is awesome and my girls are the most awesome. They have that innocence that only a kid can have and to hear them talk about mythical beings makes my heart melt.
In relative terms, my time as the Tooth Fairy may be short lived but I will do everything in my power to walk softly and make sure that they enjoy this time as best they can. Sweet dreams girls.
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I remember coming into your rooms at nite and saying goodnight , I would slip my hand under your pillow and thus the tooth fairy had visited. Sometimes it did’nt work out that way and then I would have to wait until you had gone to sleep. Enjoy that time you have with these things, they pass way too soon but you are left with great memories.
Love Dad