Three

No school for the kids this week so we stayed up a little late and went to Cindy’s game. I took my camera out for one shot, and captured a three pointer!

Tooth fairy…where are my teeth

Kenzie spent two nights at Grammy and Grampy’s. I then get a series of text messages (from Kenzie on Grampy’s iPad). I didn’t get her first text in a sufficiently timely manner (I was at a dinner party) and came back to:

Kenzie: ANSWER ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kenzie: ANSWER ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kenzie: Please?

Me: I’m at dinner. Can it wait?

Kenzie: Where is my baby teeth? Flushed, I hope. Grammy told me!!!

Kenzie: Where are MY BABY TEETH?????

Kenzie: Can you please tell me where they are?

So, you might wonder the background on this story, a did I. Kenzie came across the note that she had written the Tooth Fairy when she lost a tooth at G&G’s house. She asked Grammy why it was still there, and Grammy started dancing. “Well, maybe the Tooth Fairy knew that I would enjoy it.” Kenzie questioned, and soon Grammy caved. In all fairness, waterboarding would not fall far outside of Kenzie’s tool set, so I’m sure it wasn’t an easy session for Grammy. Once Kenzie had her definitive answer, she immediately wanted to know the full details of the conspiracy, including what we had done with her baby teeth. (I’m pretty sure I had made up a good story when asked what the Tooth Fairy did with all the teeth. I mean, it’s a logical question…why a fairy and why does she need all those kids teeth? It’s actually kind-of gross. So, I think I convinced a younger Kenzie that she repurposed the teeth into siding for her castle or something.)

Anyway, I’m richer for it – Kenzie knows, as soon as you stop believing in her, she stops coming!