Memorable exchanges of the day.
S. (daughter): "And if you're nice, the Tooth Fairy takes your teeth and leaves you money."
J. (me): "Oh. What does she do with all the teeth?"
S. ponders.
S.: "She has a collection."
J.: "Oh. Maybe she has a teeth museum somewhere."
S. *looks dissatisfied, ponders some more, flash of brilliance*
S.: "She gives them to younger children! She cleans the teeth of old people with a toothbrush and gives them to young people."
J.: "So the Tooth Fairy recycles. Well, that makes sense, all these teeth can't come from nowhere."
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S. *stops midthought*
S.: "Do you want to hear something weird?"
J.: "Sure."
S.:"Spiders like to eat blood."
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S. *shows booboo the size of a hairpin*
S.: "That used to hurt a lot."
J.: "I bet. How did it happen?"
S.: "I can't say, it's a secret."
J.:"I'm all about secrets, dear. Shoot."
S.:"I fell from the tree house and got wood in my finger and they put glue on my head."
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J.: "Love, I put you to bed half an hour ago. I did read you a story, and I left you another book to look at for a bit. Then you were supposed to sleep. Why are you wide awake and why are there about twenty books in your bed?"
J. *administers soft reprieve, rubs her back, leaves bedroom gleaming*