For you non-believers.

“Oh well I believe there are angels among us

Sent down to us from somewhere up above

They come to you and me in our darkest hours

To show us how to live, to teach us how to give

To guide us with the light of love.”

Last night, as I was saying goodnight to our daughters (they sleep in the same room) I helped write a note to the tooth fairy on behalf of our youngest daughter, Sophie. With my handwriting, and the number of times the tooth fairy has had to travel from Kansas ---you do know that’s where she lives, right?---I thought she would be spending extra time in their room; especially with what was being requested all because of one little tooth falling out of her mouth.

So there I was, with pink pen in hand---I wanted to use black but was told that was the wrong color---I wrote down the message in my very best writing.  Let me see, she wanted fairy dust (she received some last time but it spilled), a wand, money, and a photo of the tooth fairy in her room. I provided a fore warning that due to her good friend Grace, who lives two doors down having lost a tooth yesterday, she might not be able to “deliver all the goods” last night.

Now we all know the tooth fairy does not exist---right? I, at least, thought this was the case until 2:13 AM when two little girls came running in to show us what had been left behind. Coming such a long distance I would have thought she would have to limit what she lugs with her from house to house; but just like other magical friends, she must have one heck of a backpack or something to make sure the little girls and boys of the world wake up with a shiny dime or quarter. (Sorry, that’s when I was a boy---now they wake up with George, Abe, or sometimes Alexander--- depending on how special the tooth is, and whether we have the money in our possession.)

But, last night something truly magical happened. It wasn’t the money that Sophie asked for---couple of George’s---and it wasn’t fairy dust, since it turns out the tooth fairy’s husband must have spilled it (that’s what she wrote on the note) it was the photo she left behind.  Yes you read that correctly. A photo of the tooth fairy in Sophie’s room was left behind as requested. (She left one for Audrey too since she has not visited her side of the room in a while, and wanted her to know she will be there when she has another tooth fall out.)

So there we are, in our room in full slumber, when 2 little girls come running in with the news.

The photo above was what was left for our toothless daughter (she is on her shoulder)---it’s small because the tooth fairy is as well; with another tooth on the way out, and another starting to wiggle, we know the tooth fairy will be leaving her home in Kansas and venturing to Illinois and other states, cities and countries, around the world maybe tonight. We can only imagine future requests on behalf of two little girls who still very much believe.

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