Posted on February 9, 2009 at 7:52pm
“We better hope that the tooth fairy comes to Matthew and Seth’s house tonight and puts some new teeth back into Seth’s mouth, right Mommy?” Owen mumbled, glancing up at me, his mouth full of Cheerios. Milk was dripping towards his chin.
The buzz of my every morning halted—I froze mid-way through buttering waffles, pouring orange juice, and packing lunch. I focused on the spot of milk that was caught in the dimple in Owen’s chin, as I said in slow motion, “Yes, I guess so,… Continue