I told you she was scrumptious. l also told you here that I was hanging onto four for dear life, and that her first loose tooth was doing the same thing. She is the last four year old little girl that will grow up in my house, and oh how I wish she would stay right at the exact age she is right now. Big girl ways seem to suit Ella more, but four fits Caroline perfectly...not five, or six, but four.
Well five is right around the corner and her tooth will not be here to celebrate with us. My husband likes to follow the tradition of his father and allow the girls to leave the tooth fairy notes under their pillow to accompany the tooth. The girls must use tiny hand writing because the fairies are so small, and then the fairies of course always write back in really tiny handwriting due to the size of their hands. Caroline left the tooth fairy a note asking her what her name was and then also requesting $5. Due to the cuteness level of the whole thing, and the fact that it came from an innocent heart, the tooth fairy reluctantly complied only because it was her first tooth...and promised her next visit would not be as lucrative for Caroline.
So the perfect little girl smile is gone and the slow and steady march to braces is upon us. It is not the crooked smile that bothers me, but the era that it represents. Actually, it is not even what lies ahead, but rather what we are leaving that I know I can never get back.
PS- Will you allow me to make a random statement to someone in blogger world? If you are "Jemsmom" please know that I have loved hearing from you but I have seen no way to get back in touch with you. I have wanted to reply to you lots of times, but I don't know how! I just wanted you to know that.