The other night Axel’s
tooth fell out, or rather, Wade yanked it out as usual. This family is not for
the weak hearted. When the children hurt themselves they scream louder when
they see their Daddy approaching. Both Wade and his father have the ability to
handle pain and they expect the same tolerance from their wives and their
offspring
I was so tired that night but forced myself to place the tooth under Axel’s pillow before I fell
asleep. I was up late quietly writing on my computer when I heard a soft,
velvety whoosh outside my door. The hair rose on the back of my neck and I
shuttered at the thought of what it might be. As I very quietly climbed the
stairs I laughed at myself for believing in the impossible. Living with children
had really gotten to my head. Before I reached the top something small and
irredescent flashed by me. Standing there frozen my suspicions were confirmed.
Unable to breathe I stood awash in her colors as she fluttered her wings
hovering in the entrance of each of the boys’ room looking for Axel. She would
remain motionless, all but her wings, and then suddenly dart to the
next room.
Finding Axel she softly
landed on the carpet and there she rose to full height smiling as she watched
him sleeping. I watched her as she extended her long thin fingers to search for
the tooth under the pillow. Axel’s head must have been right on it because she
seemed to have difficulties reaching it. She carefully picked up a corner of
the pillow and slipped a present underneath. At that moment she startled and
suddenly her face was directly in front of mine looking into my eyes with the most beautiful emerald green eyes I had ever seen. We
stared at each other for what seemed like eternity and than she shot out of
the room and down the stairs. I never saw her again but
she had left a thimble full of fairy dust on my pajamas.
The next day Axel
excitedly flew down the stairs with a paddle racket with a ball attached.
Brevitt exclaimed how cool it was that the tooth fairy brought gifts from his
favorite company ZooYork. He realized later that the letters were NY not ZY but
still thought she must be the coolest fairy ever. Axel was surprised that she
didn’t take his tooth but I couldn’t explain to him that I knew the reason why.
I knew that if I told them I saw the tooth fairy they would never be able to
sleep the next time they lost a tooth.
Seeing the tooth fairy
has changed my perspective on the world. I can’t go outside at night anymore or
enter a forest without knowing that I am not alone. I keep listening intently
in the hopes of hearing the sound of her fluttering wings again and I look for
her everywhere.
I hope that she did not
get punished for being seen by a human. If I could say something to her I would
thank her for confirming my belief in magic and for giving me the ability to
see that there is so much more to life than I had ever imagined.
LOVE IT!
Awesome!
Oh Jillian – it’s a perfect mix of mommy-tiredness and pure childhood enchantment!! Takes me back to the night I just knew I heard Santa’s bells when I was about 7. Love the details about her emerald eyes!
It’ll be fun for the boys to hear about this encounter once they are older and won’t just stay up to see her
. Though I think I might do just that.
Swati
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What a wonderful story! It makes me hopeful for when my children’s teeth start falling out. Maybe the tooth fairy will allow herself to be seen by another human.
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