A Good Boy
I just had to post this.
Two nights ago Blair and I had dinner with my family, including my brother, S-I-L, and nephews. J., who is 7 had showed me his wiggly tooth earlier on (he and Abby think it’s funny to gross me out with their wiggly teeth and eventual holes in their faces. *barf*). Partway thru dinner J. was eating a roll and when I looked at him he had his finger over his lips like he was pondering or deep in thought.
I asked him what he was doing and he half smirked but said nothing so I figured he just had a mouthful of dinner roll. But, as it turned out he had lost his tooth. 😀
Of course, there was a little excitement and poor little A. (who is 4) was a little sad because he still has quite some time before his teeth are wiggly like J.’s.
Last night I called J. and asked him if the tooth fairy came. He said “YES!! And she brought me FIVE DOLLARS!!”
I could hear my mother chattering in the background so I asked him what he did with the money the tooth fairy left him. “I gave it to A.”
What? Who does that? Not normally a 7 year old!
I said “J., you are such a good boy. That was a very nice thing to do.” His reply….”Yeah, it was.”
Obviously Aunt Sandy is gonna sneak him a treat or slip him another 5 bucks. I’m very proud.
PS Sorry Cat. xoxoxoxo