
So far, we have made it seven years with all beliefs in Santa, The Easter Bunny, The Tooth Fairy, and all dem...intact. Well. Last week, while I was occupied with other things, Braxton went into my bedroom, opened the drawer to my bedside table, and proceeded to plunder. He came running into the living room holding up the little ziplock baggie which has been the home of his first lost tooth for a few months now. He was yelling, "Mama! I found an old tooth of mine that the Tooth Fairy must have forgotten to leave me money for!" Luckily, he didn't notice my "deer in the headlights" look of total surprise. I recovered pretty quickly though, and I just said, "Well how about that! We'll just have to leave it under your pillow tonight, then!" He handed me the baggie and sure enough, it had his tooth, and a note that said Braxton - 1st lost tooth, 3-7-08. Thankfully, he must have just read his name and stopped. How he didn't notice everything in the Tooth Fairy's hiding place, I'll never know. And the next morning, Braxton was another dollar richer. The boy got paid twice for the same tooth. But in my opinion, that's a small price to pay to keep 'em believin'!