UPDATE: I had to replace the picture that I had originally posted here because Lily's lower lip looked like a fuzzy peach farm was growing on it and I swear she is not a hairy child but she does have some juicy lips.
Lily FINALLY lost her first tooth last night. She was getting to the point of actually trying to pull one out because she has been upset that she had not lost any yet and she is almost six and a half years old.
So before we went to bed we started talking about whether the Tooth Fairy was going to come and what would she bring. Lily was expecting possibly a present or maybe twenty dollars because it was her first tooth. She kept repeating, "I need to get paid for this tooth." And paid came out as 'paaayed' as both girls are currently obsessed with gangsters and will break into rap and funky movements simultaneously at any given moment.
We talked about how a present may not be in the cards for this tooth since you can't really fit a present under a pillow. Money was looking a bit more likely, but twenty bucks?! That was a little steep for a tooth, at which point she shot back that Belle received twenty dollars when her first tooth came out.
When Belle's first tooth came out Lily could not have been more than three and a half years old, but if any kid is going to remember what someone got for their first tooth falling out it would be Lily. That kid has got a memory like a freaking elephant! It is mind blowing.
Moments after Lily's first tooth fell out...
And right before...

After I lowered her expectations as to what to expect from the Tooth Fairy, I tucked her into bed and the following conversation unfolded. As soon as it was over, I basically asked her to repeat it again so I could write it all down.
Lily: "Who do I like more? Santa or the Tooth Fairy? Probably Santa because he is magic."
Me: "How is Santa magic?"
Lily: "Who is Santa's Mother? What did they do before Santa was born? I bet they didn't even have Christmas before Santa was born. Do you think Santa's mother died? Yeah, I think she died because she isn't magic."
Me: "Wow, that is a good question I guess, never really thought about Santa's mother."
Lily: "Where did thy get all that wood?
Me: "What wood?"
Lily: "All that wood? You know, the wood for the toys? They make all the toys out of wood. And what about the boxes? Where do they get all the boxes for the toys?"
Me: "Not sure, good question."
Lily: "How do they know if it's for a boy or a girl?"
Lily: "Where does Santa get all the elves?"
Lily: "Where does he get the reindeer?"
Lily: "How do they fly?"
I was sleeping by then.





