He had discovered at dinner that it was loose and quite honestly, I was hoping for a few days to adjust to this new reality.
Less than eight hours from the initial discovery and he now has a gaping hole where a tooth ought to have been.
I wish he was not in such a hurry to grow up.
This morning I had to leave before he got up. It bothers me that I was not there when he found his first note and gift from the tooth fairy. Clinic, sick patients to see… no choice. I am told he was super excited and that he believes he was sprinkled with pixie dust. I tell myself that he won’t remember if I was there or not, that the magic lies with the tooth fairy, not with me.
Maybe it’s true…. And maybe the tooth fairy really is real.