The tooth fairy & the Bondurant residence.
This week I received this text from Jen Basford:
I thought of you this morning, as the tooth fairy forgot to stop by AGAIN…sigh…you think I’d remember after the millionth sad face (emoticon for a little sad face).
Jen’s text was in response to a conversation we had about how HORRIBLE we are (Kia and I & Jen and her husband, Jim) about remembering to leave money under the pillow for our kids when they lose their teeth.
According to Ask.com, kids lose around 20 teeth between the ages of 6-12. This means the children in our household have lost around 30-40 teeth so far. I would guess 20-30 of these teeth the tooth fairy has not come on time…or ever. Yeah, ever.
It is no fun dealing with a very disappointed child who awakes to find nothing under her pillow (except the tooth she left there the night before). It’s even less fun when she still believes the tooth fairy is real, so you have to make excuses for why the tooth fairy didn’t show up.
- Oh, she must be trapped by an evil witch.
- I guess she didn’t get my phone call (which turned into email and now text).
- I hope Sport (the cat) or Rojo (the dog) didn’t catch her!
You get the idea. This does not slow the flow of tears.
I’m not perfect.
As I responded to Jen, I take solace in that these children will eventually run out of teeth to lose. Until then, I must continue to face the fact that I am indeed not perfect.
Mark Ellis wrote a guest post last week called 10,000 Steps to becoming a Pro Photographer which rang true to a lot of you. One of his points was how we view photographers or studios from a distance – whether they be competitors, friends or mentors. We tend to assume they have it all together. In some cases it’s because they “sell” that perception, and other times it is just our projections onto them.
If we are truly objective, we know they aren’t perfect, but it is very hard to be fair when bits of your life are being left behind as you move forward. Be objective and know that they, me, you are all dealing with the same thing…holding it together.
For me it’s remember the tooth fairy. For you it may be getting your kid to practice on time, making a real meal during the week, cleaning out your gutters, or having the oil changed in your car.
Okay, so those are all still me, but you get the idea. I’m not perfect, and it’s okay.
It is okay.
As a kid, my mom was great at being the tooth fairy. I don’t ever remember her not putting the money under my pillow. She wasn’t perfect though.
She would blow up when we spilled something on the floor. I mean go ballistic. Spilling something on furniture or the carpet was a cardinal sin in our house.
I understand her feelings. It seems that a clean floor is a child magnet for spilled drinks or cereal. On the other hand, it isn’t that big of a deal – spills and messes do clean up.
I do a little better job in dealing with spills than my mom, but despite her unnecessary anger with me, I turned out okay. She wasn’t perfect, and it’s okay. Life went on.
You’re not perfect, but it’s okay. Life will go on.
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