Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Growing Up/Letter to the Tooth Fairy


Davis has lost three teeth this week. This tangible evidence of aging has caused my secretly sensitive boy to have some sadness and anxiety. We have had extra cuddling. I climb into his bed with him and hold him tight while he tells me that it is all going too fast. He feels rushed. He loves being a kid and wants to stay a kid. I reassure him that he is doing a great job and we talk about living in the moment and appreciating each day. He tells me that he loves me and I tell him that I love him and then we tell silly stories until he giggles and tears dry. I love him more than words can say.

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