Yay the Tooth Fairy

Here it is again, 9am and Cassie came running through, waiving her dollar, and excited. The magic of the Tooth Fairy. It is so amazing to me how some kids grow up so fast and others have that little spark of innocence that can light up an entire room. Cassidy has that spark.

Cassidy Rae Ann

                                                                           
It all started around Christmas with this specific tooth. I begged her to wiggle it out, it was loose and then she refused to touch it and it got back in there sturdy as ever. Santa came and went, the Easter Bunny came and went, the Tooth Fairy has been here 4 or 5 other times since then. There was still THAT TOOTH!!!!

This one little tiny baby tooth had become known to the entire family. It's been 6 stinkin months. We have made deals, bets, wagers, you name its', all on this little tooth. Finally a deal was struck that made priority. A trip to the Sweet Tooth if that little tooth should EVER come out.

 The Sweet Tooth is this awesome ice cream shop that has been down town forever I think. My oldest daughter has been trying to talk that tooth out since May when they opened for the season. With no luck of course. Abby leaves to spend time with her grama and a week later, here it is.

Driving home from the nursing home last night on our daily trip to visit my grama, she lets out a yell "It's coming out ahhh its bleeding this time!!!"   "MOM  DADDY   WE HAVE TO GO TO THE SWEET TOOTH!!!!". We were both stunned. There it was hanging on by a thread, the tiny conversation starter was about to fall out.

We got home she grabbed her stuff and went strait to the mirror in our bedroom. When she came out there was blood on her hands, cheek down to her chin, and all over her forehead like she had to stop and think about it for a minute. In the dining room looking like a butcher the tooth was still in there. I said come here let me try. Then the tears.

If a stranger would have walked in at that moment, I would have had a lot of explaining to do. Her crying, covered in blood up to her elbows and whole face, and me hugging her saying it's gonna be ok Sissy. I examined the situation. It was turned around backwards and sticking out to the side. I gave it a tiny twist and tug and the tooth that was attached to an artery was in my hand.

She was ready to write the letter, and put it under the pillow. As the night went on and it calmed down she got restless and kept getting up. She knows the routine, this it the 9th tooth she lost. The Tooth Fairy has to be home by 12 sharp, so to get her to stop you have to be sleeping. About 11:15 was her last trip in here saying "when does she stop coming?"  then she was out.

Her baby's Beary and Piggy, in snuggle mode with her, the tooth tucked in, and Cassie sleeping like a baby, The magic is about to begin in the flash of an eye. The magic that reminds me of my childhood. This Magic, the very same Magic  that I lived for and lost so young, is in my little girl. The beautiful Magic that gives me chills when I see her face lite up.

My daughters are my whole world. I love sharing the magic with them, like my mom did with me. The stories and enthusiasm, to build up the spirits and leave a lasting impression. I love this Magic. I can't wait til they can share it with their babies and tell someone else, and get shivers and chills and teary eyes like me.

Have a good day and I hope you all find at least a little magic in your adult lives. It does make it better.

Cassidy

A little about me

I can start this out with saying Hi, my name is Amy and I'm happy to meet you all. I'm 32, a mom first and foremost of 2 beautiful little girls, a wife, but equally as important, a person. I decided to write a blog because it seems like I always have something to say. Not that other people always want to hear it, it's still thoughts of my own. I have too much life experience to keep it to myself. I'm not a saint and frequently make mistakes but, always work hard to find the best answer even if it's not 100% correct, whats best and whats best for me aren't always the exactly same. 

Life experience comes in everyday fashion. I've been through it all it seems like, not much is left that comes as a surprise.  I have loved, grieved, laughed, screamed, been disappointed, cried millions of emotions worth of tears. I've held my girls hands and their hearts since the very second I saw their little faces, I knew nothing would ever be the same. That everything I would ever touch again would have to be for a reason. With them being a part of my life, everything is a little more tolerable. Well, except for the stuff that isn't tolerable at all, like toys with a whistle or a horn. I've been married, divorced, single again, and remarried twice more. With that comes emotion and life lessons that can't be very well explained in words. Divorce is easier explained through broken hearts, purposely over drawn bank accounts, holes cut into cloths, broken sports memorabilia, that's what my ex-spouses experienced anyway. 

So, here I am. Writing it down and laying it all out on the table. Hoping to make more memories, learn some more life experience, and grow a little more everyday. Wishing you all the best.   Amy