...it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I would have rathered the later than the sooner. I had mixed feelings about this little tooth falling out. Delighted by her excitement at losing a tooth, but as she took one big step away from being a small child and a giant leap towards being a big kid, I felt more than a pang of nostalgia for my long gone little one.
But it did provide the opportunity to start a new family tradition, which made me happy. I sewed a little pillow, inspired by Soule Mama, with a tiny pocket for the tooth. I've also been enjoying a book by Susan Perrow, who tells a story of the tooth fairy leaving small gifts like feathers and pebbles for her children. Elsa was filled with wonder and delight at receiving a small diamante jewel from the tooth fairy. There's magic in that, from which I can also take comfort for this inevitable rite of passage.