Conversation of the day. (It’s been a blur but Raelee pulled a tooth while helping her daddo pick sunflowers. As I am trying to get three people what they need and off the property so I can finish with the rabbits – the all day job, I pass by to see the tooth. “Let me have it so you don’t lose it”) So, five hours and 260 plus rabbits, eight visitors, lunch and supper later I get asked “Can I have my tooth now? For the tooth tree” “Tooth, you gave me your tooth?” “She did, I saw her. You said so she doesn’t lose it” (Thanks DEAR). Frantic, I am trying to remember this whole situation and where the tooth could be. I’m exhausted, all I want to do is crawl into my bed. For a month. I’m praying harder than I’ve prayed all week. “Please God don’t let this be the thing she throws in my face for the rest of her life – ‘Remember when you lost my favorite tooth?'” I go get the jeans I took off, check the pockets. No….Wait. Back it up here. Tooth Tree? What in creation is that? What have I missed? I go back, without a tooth, and I ask “Tooth tree? Really? The tooth fairy is banned in this house – by you – but there is a tooth tree?” “Of course, you plant the tooth and a tree grows. Now because of you there will be no tooth tree” (Raelee is nodding along with the smirking father). “At least if there was a tooth fairy we could write a little note explaining the situation and she would understand and leave something under the pillow” “The tooth fairy is nonsense and she won’t be entering this house” “Oh, but the tooth tree is real.” I found the tooth on the floor of the bathroom where I took my pants off. (Thank you Lord!) I left them in deep conversation about the legitimacy of both the fairy and the tree. We are all three so exhausted I don’t really know if I’m supposed to put money under the pillow or we are planting a tooth tomorrow.
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