A few nights ago my heart was shattered into a million pieces. Izy, my 7 year old, asked one of the questions I was dreading for her to ask her whole life…thank goodness it wasn’t the birds and the bees one…phew…dodged a bullet there 🙂 While Clint was tucking her in this is the conversation they had:
Izy: “Dad, I have to ask you a question. Will you pinky promise me you will tell me the truth?”
Clint: “Of course, ask me anything?”
Izy: “Is the tooth fairy real?”
Now you have to know my Izy…in her spare time she builds fairy houses with the little neighbor girls on our street, she has written the tooth fairy letters upon letters, and she has made her the cutest little gifts. Izy truly believed in fairies and fairy dust and wonderland and I loved that about her.
Clint: “Nope, she’s not real. It’s your mom.”
Izy: “That’s what I thought.”
DAGGER IN MY HEART!! I wasn’t home when all this went down and when Clint told me about it I was furious that he told her the truth. His reply, “I won’t lie to our kids.” DOUBLE DAGGER. The difference between me and him is that I would lie to keep the magic alive for just a little bit longer. I know, I’m horrible! Ha!
So the next night while I tucked her in our conversation went like this:
Izy: “Mom, Dad told me that you are the tooth fairy.”
Me: “Honey, do you really think I get up in the middle of the night and sprinkle silver glitter all over your bedroom? You know how much I love sleep and hate glitter in the house.”
Izy: “Hmmm, that’s true.”
I thought she would believe me and be done with it.
Izy: “I’m so confused because I believe both of you. Why would daddy lie to me? He pinky promised!”
Oh great! What hole have I dug for myself now?
I had to come clean right then in there because I couldn’t have her think for one more second that her daddy had lied to her. Even if that meant no more sprinkling glitter on her pillow and painting quarters with glitter nail polish and having her run into my room the next morning beaming with excitement.