I preface this post by saying that, from time to time, my oldest daughter, Emma will visit this blog. She’s eight now, and a pretty good reader (just finishing The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett). So she has no trouble reading this drivel.
She even left a comment once chastising me for sharing too much information.
Anyway, Emma, if you’re reading this (hi!), I hope you don’t mind me sharing this. It’s just something that not a lot of people know about. I know I didn’t–and it’s wicked cool!
I never got any letters from the Tooth Fairy when I was a kid.