Last night while you were tucked in fast asleep, my dear
I polished a silver dish for you to keep, my dear
Your baby teeth, proof of the passage of time, my dear
With each loss of a tooth you are little less mine, I fear
The tooth fairy on gossamer wings she flies, my love
Old she may be but so very wise, my love
To take from you but to give in return, my love
A new rite of passage for which your heart yearns, my dove
~Shoes On The Wrong Feet~
Early this morning at 12:43 Cody woke us up to inform us that his tooth has fallen out. He was worried that the tooth fairy would take his tooth (he wants to keep them.) I told him that since it was past midnight, the tooth fairy had already finished her rounds and was back in that magical place called FairyLand. We have plans to write her a note asking her to leave the tooth and maybe a little surprise when she visits him tonight. I am guessing she will.
Cody it seems only yesterday that you got your first baby tooth. How can it be that you are done with it so soon?