As I watch my kids with thier families, I find myself reflecting on the significance of rights of passage. Is there such a thing? Of course there is! For example; walking. First you walk, then you teach your child, then you watch as your child teaches his child. Potty training....same sequence (of course there is the reinforcement of the diaper to aid this along). The tooth fairy, boy is she getting taken advantage of. It used to be that a tooth brought a dime or a quarter for a molar. Not now, for crying out loud that poor fairy has to haul around an ATM! I was at a store today that even had a special tiny pillow with a tiny cutely decorated pocket on it just for the tooth. I guess with all the effort for the poor girl to haul around the ATM someone figured she might not have the energy to look for the tooth under a regular bed pillow! So anyway, that brings me to the latest right of passage for my darling 8 year old grandson. At dinner on Uncle Kevin's birthday, Kai lost his tooth. Not the first, but the first I was able to take a picture of. Happy right of passage, Kai! I am so thankful to be part of your life.
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Thank you for writing the note to me. I really loved it. I love your 3 dogs and the picture that you took of me. I love you.
-Kai
You forgot to mention HOW Kai lost his tooth! That will be a story Kai can tell for a LONG time. I can hear it now, "Hey Dad, remember when you punched my tooth out?!"
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