My inspiration for this record of my days:

“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” -Anna Quindlen

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Simon's first (lost) tooth

This happened this month:


And Simon couldn't be happier!  He didn't want anyone to yank it out prematurely, so it dangled by a thread for the longest time.  When it finally came out he was pleased as punch.  He was super excited to put it under his pillow that night for the tooth fairy to bring him "a prize."

So I was surprised and confused when he came out about a half hour after being tucked into bed.  His eyes were red, and he had obviously been crying.  I put him on my lap and asked what was the matter.  He whispered his answer in my ear:

"What happens if you want to keep your tooth, but you really want the prize too?"

It melted my heart.  Simon is usually such a tough guy, with some serious bargaining skills!  I told him I thought the tooth fairy would totally understand.  We composed a note for her, signed by Simon.

It all turned out just as he hoped.  The next morning he found a dollar under his pillow, right next to that beautiful tooth.
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