The kid lost two teeth last week. And along with the two teeth, he also lost his enthusiasm for the tooth fairy concept. No, he did not want to be visited at all by a stranger in the middle of the night while he was sleeping. No siree. He begged me to stop her at the front door and accompany her into his room. In no uncertain terms was I to leave her floating about our house by herself.
So that was cool, I can handle the appearance of adult teeth. I can even handle recycling tooth fairy dollars, since he's about as responsible as I am at keeping track of cash. Bad mommy, I know.
Speaking of, there just is no getting enough of the show "Cash Cab" in my house. He even has the intro down pat: "There are over 13 thousand cabs in New York City, but there is only one that pays you..." . He likes to shout out the answers that I say and claim them as his own. But what can you expect? Not very many 5 year olds know the main characters in "Clue" or the 21st President of the US. He also likes to make me play it when we are in the car, complete with blinking dome lights and mobile shout outs. He calls Grandma. But the questions are usually about Pixar movies.
Anyway, that's where the kid is now. A long way from pacifiers and Teletubbies.