
The tooth fairy, who's identity she wondered at greatly last night ("Is it a doctor, Mom? I think it's small. Maybe an angel or a fairy."), came clear to her this morning when she looked at the little bitty bag under her pillow containing 5 coins, a few fake jewels, and one tiny seashell, then looked at me and said, "Is it you, Mom?"
Yep, it's me, I admitted. But later today she asked why the tooth fairy couldn't come and I had left the little bag of treats for her! I guess I thought she had figured out more than she had. We had a good discussion about how fun it is to pretend there is a tooth fairy, but that it's really Mommy. We'll see what she remembers about our conversation when the next tooth falls out!
6 comments:
Congratulation, brave girl!
I like your new tooth!
(says Alyssa)
Maybe a helicopter dropped the bag under your pillow!
(from Caden)
The first tooth falling out is a step of life! I told Caden and he had to stop our conversation to tell his mom! Mom
The fun of childhood!
You look so cute. I love you.
Nannie
Gwen ~ Maggi says "Hooray! and good job!" You look so pretty in that picture! Love, Aunt Jenna
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