G lost a tooth the other day. This one has been coming for a long time. She is really crowded on the bottom front and her new teeth coming in had stopped the baby tooth from falling out, until a couple of days ago. So, we made the usual big deal and made all the preparations. We had to make up her pillows special so that it wouldn't get lost when we read our story. All was good.
G has been getting attached to the dogs lately. H usually keeps the dogs reserved for her room in the evenings for bedtime but lately G has been really pushing to have them in the room with her. We have been alternating a lot and usually, after G goes to sleep, H just moves them. Well, on the night of the lost tooth, G begged and begged to have the dogs in her room, so we obliged.
I then proceeded to forget about the tooth fairy's visit.
G woke the next morning (yesterday) and excitedly looked under pillow to see what prize had been left to her by the tooth fairy. The dogs had actually stayed in her room for the entire night that night. Well, on looking and finding her tooth still neatly placed where she had left it, you can imagine her disappointment. But, as grace sometimes falls upon us ... she quietly went in to see L and said "Mommy, the tooth fairy didn't come last night. I think she is afraid of the dogs."
Last night we made sure the dogs slept with H. The tooth fairy did in fact come to visit and G should wake up this morning with her beliefs fully restored.
Thank God for the mind of a 5 year old ... and for those little blessings we sometimes overlook.
Aloha.
1 comment:
You are lucky the dogs were in there...that might have otherwise been unrecoverable. Gotta love it.
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