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Adventures in Make-Believe

In our house, we believe in Santa Claus. There’s an Easter Bunny (who can only deliver eggs to Granny’s House, because of our dogs). There are pixies and gnomes and, most importantly, there’s a Tooth Fairy. Some of my fellow family-of-faith members don’t think it’s right to encourage this kind of make-believe, and their arguments are valid and hold weight. However, I love fantasy and I love imagination, and I’ll encourage the girls to believe for as long as I can. It worked for me, after all!

having said that, there should be a pre-defined amount prescribed for Tooth Loot, and it should be written into law that no one, under any circumstances, can allow the Tooth Fairy in their home to leave more than the specified amount. Perhaps this amount can be review annually, and adjusted for inflation.

This week, young Red lost her very first tooth. It’s a great and momentous occasion for her and she feels very grown up indeed. It happened in the car on the way to Granny’s House, so when we arrived at our destination I put the treasure away safely in the cubby hole.

Big Sister asked, “Mom, shouldn’t we put it somewhere where it’s easy for the Tooth Fairy to find it?”. I replied, “yes, of course, Love. Under your sister’s pillow tonight when she goes to bed.” Exasperated, Goldilocks said, “No, Mom. I mean somewhere HERE. The Tooth Fairy for Granny’s Neighbourhood is MUCH richer than our Tooth Fairy!”

Grandparents were delighted by  the story but the tooth still came home, safely tucked under her pillow, awaiting the generosity of said Fantastical Personage.

But, calamity of calamities, that useless nymph never made an appearance! She utterly failed to remember to replace the tooth with any kind of financial reward – any reward at all! Red Riding Hood was terribly disappointed to find her tooth still safely ensconced in its pretty red satin bag, utterly unmolested by beings of any kind – fay or otherwise. Goldilocks swooped in to the rescue, explaining that the Tooth Fairy was probably very busy catching up after Monday’s public holiday, and would no doubt leave a double reward the next night.

However…

Once again, that forgetful fairy failed to make an appearance. Stomping through in indignation, the disappointed Red announced this morning that the Fairy would have to make up for this sever oversight with a substantial cash pay out.

I finally had a word with the amnesiac sprite and explained that a note of apology was required.

Once the note had been written (on the computer, to disguise my handwriting. I swear they’re onto me!), I printed it out and decided to lend a little authenticity by burning the edges. Ahem. Unfortunately I set the whole sheet of paper alight and had to douse it in the bathroom basin! Round two was more successful but still nearly resulted in the arsonic destruction of half of my bedroom. My assistant sat and chuckled to herself as I tried to hide the evidence without destroying my house.

In the mean time, in an attempt to placate the absent elf, the girls decided the tooth needed a good cleaning, including a stint in the freezer to kill the germs. It has now been hidden in a clear plastic box, from which I liberated it and replaced it with the treasure and the apology. Fingers crossed they’ll fall for it!

Lists

I just stumbled across this site: http://listuniverse.wordpress.com/

I LOVE it! As a fanatical list-maker and avid reader-of-bullet-points I thought this was a great way to keep track of – well, everything. So I am going to start making lists today.

Here is my list of things I’m starting this week:

Now is the winter of our Discount Tent: why we need electric blankets.

Why we need electric blankets.

  1. I’m starting making lists on my blog.
  2. I’m starting to balance education better. (More on that later).
  3. I’m going to start to manage my time better. Right after this post.
  4. I’m starting to drink less coffee. As soon as I finish the bag of Starbucks Dark Roast Verona I just received as a gift and have nearly flattened.
  5. I’m starting an exercise regime. Seriously. Any day now.
  6. I’m starting the next unit in Konos.
  7. I’m starting to use my electric blanket.
  8. I’m starting to be more honest – with everybody, including myself.
  9. I’m starting to finish the things I start.
  10. I’m starting to get to bed early and get more rest.

That’s all I got. I’m starting all of these things. Any day now. I’m sure of it 🙂

Actually, today I’m starting to be the mother of a seven year old, since my six year old went and got BIG! *Sigh*. Firsts always come right after tear-jerking lasts.

My last day as the mother of a six year old was also the first time I ever piped icing onto a cake.

My last day as the mother of a six year old was also the first time I ever piped icing onto a cake.

They grow up so fast.

My oldest daughter today made it official that she no longer believes in fairies. She called a private meeting with me – I even received a formally written invitation (“Meeting Mommy”) so that her sister wouldn’t hear. My darling daughter has a plan to keep her younger sister’s “faith” alive through a complicated series of device strung around the garden, involving lights and bells and cinnamon smells.

When I questioned her about this turn of events, her response was:

“I mean, if God already made something in His image, why would he go and make something else, beautiful, yes, but half HIS image and half, like, bug. It doesn’t really make sense.”

She also no longer believes in mermaids:

“Well, the problem with mermaids is that – ok, are they vertebrates or invertebrates? They can’t be both, and they kind of are. So I don’t think they actually exist.”

I neglected to point out that fish are vertebrates. I think she was going for mammal vs. non-mammal, but I can’t be sure. It was just too cute to correct.

I love the sweet simplicity of it all. I knew this day would come eventually, but I’ve never pressed the issue, for two reasons:

  1. I love the sweetness of it and believe that fantasy and imagination are hallmarks of a healthy childhood; and
  2. I didn’t want her sister’s childhood to end too soon, and suspected that she would let on if she found out.
I’m a little sad that she’s such a big girl already!

(Of course, unicorns DID exist, but were hunted o extinction for the supposedly magical properties of their horns. As we all know).

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