Sam lost a puppy tooth last nite. This was the first tooth that we had found and it was the first time I'd ever found a puppy tooth.
I was excited!
Hubby wanted to put this under her pillow. The littl' voice in my head said "Now, what would the tooth fairy give a puppy?"
Of course, before we could get to the tooth, Sam was chewing on it and playing with it. Sorta like how a kid plays with their tooth before it falls out (and then does God only knows what with it before putting it under their pillow).
I remember writing a letter to the Tooth Fairy when I lost my tooth (RM1 seemed like a lot of money back then!). Back then, when I was young and naive, how was I to know that the letter would end up in my mother's possession?
Oh how life flies by when you're not paying attention...
The following is courtesy of lil miss jaded which is a reminder to us all of growing up:
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult
I have decided i would like to accept the responsibilites of an 8-year old again
I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer day.
I want to still believe that someday my knight in shining armour will wisk me off my feet
I want to return to a time when life was simple.
When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes,
but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should
make you worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news,
how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip,
illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams,
the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So...here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit cards and all my responsibility.
I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, 'cause,
"Tag! You're it."