Why didn’t I think of that?

The Bandit turns six tomorrow and, coincidentally, he lost his first tooth yesterday.  Of course, he tucked it under his

Bandit with an extra hole

 pillow so the tooth fairy would come.

Tonight as we were snuggling in his bed, I asked him about it.

“Did you see the Tooth Fairy last night?” I asked?

“No!” he squealed. 

“Did you feel her sneak your tooth out from under your pillow?”

“Nope,” he answered.

“Really?” I kept pushing cause he was giving me nothing to work with here.  “You really didn’t see her?”

“Nuh-uh,” he reaffirmed.

“What do you suppose she looks like?” I asked, expecting the typical fairy description. 

He answered right away.  “I think she looks just like your parents.”

“Really?” This alarmed me.  What did he know? “My parents or your parents?  Do you think the tooth fairy looks like Poppa with wings?”

“No, silly.” He giggled.  God, I love to hear him giggle.  “She looks like you and Daddy.”

“You think she looks like Daddy – with wings?” Now I giggle.  I’m imagining My Honey – all six feet plus of him – with wings and his goatee digging around under a Toy Story pillowcase for a chicklet sized tooth.  “Why do you think that?”

And here is where I discovered the genius that is my boy.  “Because if the kid wakes up and sees his parents he wouldn’t think anything of it.”

I’m quiet.  This is pretty good thinking.  He continued with his theory.  “See, if the kid wakes up then, poof, the fairy changes into your mom real quick and tells you to go back to sleep.”

I can totally work with this.  Genius, I tell you.