Fairy dust

Kieran lost his first tooth yesterday!

Sometimes I catch myself looking at him and seeing him simultaneously at age 2 and age 15. He's growing so fast. He is already so competent at things that weren't even invented when I was six. But he still has moments of innocence. This morning we were discussing how exactly the tooth fairy goes about her business. I suggested that she must have some sort of magic backpack to carry all the loonies in, and another to carry all the childrens' teeth. We were trying to figure out the ramifications of this in terms of her ability to fly under all that weight, and how exactly she managed to squeeze through the mesh on his bedroom window with all this luggage.

Then Kieran said, "Here is what I believe. There was a tooth witch who wanted to take away all the childrens' teeth. She tried to turn the tooth fairy into a tooth witch, but the instead the tooth fairy decided to be good. So when she finds a tooth under a pillow, with a swish of her wand she turns it into fairy dust and sends it up to the stars. That's what I believe."

And you know, that is what I believe too.