Can I read to you, Mommy?

I am so sorry that I was tired not to hear you read your preciously, newly discovered C.S. Lewis. I love that you are entranced in the pages and swung along ambitiously to see what happens next. I love that you are imbibing the mind of such a master of the English language. It can only do good to your mind and soul to be apprenticed in your youth to someone of such amazing talent and Christian testimony. I was tired, dearest. I will try to listen tonight.

Mommy's tooth necklace?

We found the tooth that the tooth fairy dropped on the way out the door. We must have caught her, carrying it to her carriage and she dropped it. I was wondering why you didn't get a quarter for that tooth? Weren't you?