When I dreamt of having kids someday I always went back to this magic of the tooth fairy. I never believed in Santa or the Easter Bunny, so the tooth fairy was the most magical thing that I could never wrap my head around. I loved losing teeth, and sometimes forced the process along so that I could be a part of it all over again.
So when Miles plucked his very loose tooth out of his mouth yesterday like it was nothing, I was so super excited (and a little amazed). I FINALLY GOT TO PLAY TOOTH FAIRY.
It was simple really. A little envelope with his name on it and a dollar inside. No glitter. No special note. No "tooth fairy doors" to come through. Just simple and mysterious - followed by many scenarios thought up and imagined by my two oldest. I loved sitting there and listening to them spin up their very own mysteries.
Today I am thankful that I got to play Tooth Fairy.
It was everything I imagined.