The End of An Era

Shortly before her ninth birthday, my daughter lost another tooth. That night the tooth fairy did what she always does and brought a little treat in exchange for a pearly white. The next morning is always my favorite part. Our beautiful, bright eyed girl came bursting in to share what treasures she had received. Her pure joy makes me smile.

Later that day we were chilling out on my bed just cuddling when she got a little serious. "Momma, is the tooth fairy real?" Cue panic. What do I say? So I reply with my typical question. "What do you think?" And she replies, "Yes?" We start to move on, I think, and she asks again. "But is she real?" and I know. The end is near. So, I gently tell her no. I expected tears, heartbreak but what I got was acceptance. And another question.

"What about Santa? Is he real?" I paused, unsure of how to proceed. Then finally tell her about Saint Nicholas and about the magical story that is Santa. I tell her that we have to protect this secret so we don't ruin other children's fun and she likes that, I can tell. In the next minutes, she asks several more questions and I must confess everything.

At the end of the conversation, she knows the truth about every holiday. I ask her if she is sad and she says no with a smile. She made me giggle by asking about Thanksgiving (Yes, turkeys are real!) and her birthday (Yes, you are real!) It has been about a month and a half since this important conversation and she still comes up with questions. She'll ask if we really were the ones who ate the milk and cookies. Did we buy her the legos she wanted? So many questions and she is so thankful when I reply yes.

In a way, I'm glad the truth is out but honestly, I'm a teensy bit sad. She's growing up so quickly and it's like the end of an era.

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