As I was driving Lizzy and Jacob to Tae Kwan Do, I overheard Lizzy and Bri arguing over the tooth fairy.
“It doesn’t exist.”
“Then who gives you the money?”
“Mom.”
“What about Santa Claus?”
“He doesn’t exist either.”
One would think that the six year old would be the one arguing for the existence of fairies. No, it was Bri. She was desperately trying to extend Lizzy’s childhood. Jake, of course, took the side of crushing faith, joy and folklore. Poor Bri, she tried so hard.
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