Last night my youngest son had an announcement... his first loose tooth! Talk about exciting.
He bit down on his food at dinner, said "ouch", and I figured he bit
his tongue. He mentioned his tooth hurt, I asked to see it, and sure enough it
wiggled. It's actually a little bitter sweet since he is my last child.
Whether it is a first child, or a third child like last
night, the "first" is always exciting. Now he'll experience fairy
mail, the magic of a pillow and fantasy, and rewards for his pain. This is one
of the last reminisces of childhood and innocent beliefs.
Children only have so many years to believe in magic/fairytales, wishing
on stars, and wondering if a leprechaun and pot of gold truly are at the end of
that rainbow. A time when garden fairies tend the gardens, frogs can turn into
a prince, and jumping on autumn leaves and splashing in rain puddles are still enjoyable.
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Tooth
Fairy Mail (Honestly it is faster to do yourself, but this is an idea)
Tooth
Fairy Certificate (SmileBox) (I found free ones that are just as cute)
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