A little something

Anna lost another tooth today.

She was home sick with a doozy of a head cold.  As I was "resting my eyes" on the couch, I heard her shout out something.  She ran up to me with a tiny tooth between her pinched fingers.  Smiled a huge smile, and immediately called Dad at work to share the exciting news.  Then she got serious with preparations for the tooth fairy's visit.

She wrote a  weep-worthy note to the tooth fairy.

She made a fairy house and invited her to come back and enjoy it at her leisure.

She placed her infinitesimal tooth into the pocket of her tooth fairy pillow 

and carefully placed it upon her pillow.

Then we read "Fancy Nancy and the Too-Loose Tooth" and "Silverlicious".

Each lost tooth is bitter-sweet.  One more exciting moment of celebration. 

Once more lost piece of childhood.  

Aint life grand?