My little girl believes in magic. As every 7 year old should. Specifically, she’s on close terms with the Tooth Fairy right now. Today, she was an amazing trooper while the dentist extracted her front tooth. (It was a partial from when she broke it as a toddler, and the new tooth growing in above had nowhere to go; thus, the need to remove it.)
She thinks she looks like a vampire. My husband says she looks like a hillbilly. Her brother calls her “The Toothless Wonder”. I think she looks like a sweet girl who now speaks with a lisp and has difficulty eating corn on the cob.
I also think she looks like a girl who wakes up sobbing at 3 in the morning, just absolutely distraught that the Tooth Fairy hadn’t visited. It took some explaining that Ms. Fairy had a big old world to tend to every night and just hadn’t made it to our house yet to get her to calm down. Still…she was restless and awoke to every little rustle of the sheet. I’m surprised the Tooth Fairy was even able to sneak in undetected.
But she did…oh yes, she did. *grin*