On Friday I was walking home from the park with Ruby, when she asked me, "Mum, I have a question about the Tooth Fairy. Is it really just you and dad?" I didn't know what to say at first, but then I asked, "Well, what do you think?"
"Hmm. I think it is you and dad."
"Would you be sad if it was?"
"Nah, not really"
I knew this was opening the floodgates to all the other myths of childhood, but I also felt I couldn't lie to a direct question like that, especially if she really felt that it wasn't true. So I told her the truth, there is no tooth fairy. And as predicted we moved on to the Easter Bunny and then (sob) to Santa. Ruby was pretty unperturbed by the news. I felt a bit devastated. No more believers in the house now. I wonder if it will change the feeling around Christmas this year? No more leaving biscuits and a glass of milk out. I won't have to leave bits of carrots out on the back deck and pretend the reindeer left them. I think it's actually sadder for me than it is for her. When the boys stopped believing I thought, well, there's still Ruby. She seemed so intent and entirely accepting of all those stories. But I guess she will be 10 this year, and all my babies are grown.
Declan auditioned for Wollongong High School a couple of weeks ago and we are waiting to hear if he was accepted. I was at a conference that day so Brett took him and said he played really well. The piece he did was The Pink Panther theme which was pretty cool. Although I'm quite happy now not to hear that being practiced all the time.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
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