Little Miss is officially without her two front teeth. She lost the first one on Thursday at school, and the second one came out last night. She’s quite proud, and I have to admit that she’s pretty cute without them. The morning after her first front tooth, she proudly announced that the Tooth Fairy had given her a quarter from Arizona, and she was thrilled.
Last night? Ahem.
I have to admit that I was once again down all weekend with a migraine. In fact, the only reason I even knew that Little Miss had lost a tooth was because she came (quietly) into the bedroom to tell me that she’d lost it and proudly display her grisly trophy. My husband, thankfully, took charge and insisted on finding a different state quarter for her. He went through his change bottle and discovered one from South Dakota that he put aside for her.
This morning, she announced that the tooth fairy didn’t come.
Oh, that’s too bad, Sweetie, I consoled her, while mentally wringing my poor husband’s neck. What do you think happened?
Oh, she announced with no hesitation at all. Mister Man already told me that it was too windy for her to get her on her motorcycle. She has to wait until it’s safe to ride it before she can come.
Huh. Who knew.
This afternoon, I made a quick visit upstairs to her room to verify the location of the tooth. It was under her pillow, as usual, and it again had a note included with it. I’m pretty sure the Tooth Fairy is going to tell her that she can’t grant the power to fly, but ummmm how exactly do I bring this up with her to find out why she needs to fly and who and how she is challenging (which is what I think the note says.
So how did you kids – or how do you – show their imaginative skills?