Beauty in the day: she sat down next to me, and launched into the latest story of her 10-year-old. “So, she told me that she DOES want to have an Easter Egg hunt, but then let me know that she no longer believed in the Easter Bunny.”
“Oh. No Easter Bunny?”
“No, not really mom. I’m just kind of over that. And mom, while we’re talking about this, I should let you know that I also don’t believe in the Tooth Fairy anymore.”
“Oh, okay. No Tooth Fairy, huh?”
“And why is that?”
“Mom, awhile ago I lost my tooth and I didn’t tell you about it. It stayed under my pillow for a week.”
Meh. Epic fail.