There’s been a voice developing in my head over the past year. This voice takes shards of my day and polishes and smoothes until it’s something I don’t mind putting in my window....souvenirs of my motherhood adventure. A toddler meltdown over a popsicle that in the moment makes me want to bang my head against the refrigerator door turns into a funny story that reminds me how far we’ve come from middle of the night feedings. And when I really tune into the voice, I often find insight into God and His love for me. This blog is the recording studio for that voice. My hope is that the souvenirs of my day serve as entertainment and encouragement to those of you who are banging your head against a refrigerator door. And that you’re inspired to find a voice of your own that turns these trying moments into treasured souvenirs.

Friday, October 5, 2018

Charlotte's Web, the Tooth Fairy....and God

We had another exciting tooth loss this week.  Jacob and John are up to eight lost teeth between the two of them.  I have managed to facilitate a tooth fairy visit in all sorts of circumstances....camping, visiting Grandparents, and thankfully this week at home.  Jacob, not knowing he even had a loose tooth, surprised us all while presenting his latest loss while eating an afternoon apple.  

For once, I was thrilled that 1) we were at home and 2) I had cash in my wallet.  But wouldn’t you know that Jacob failed to put his tooth under his pillow.  It sat all night on my kitchen counter, and I couldn't decide if I should move it to his pillow for him, leave it on the counter, or throw it away.  It took every ounce of laid-backness in me (which is not very much) to leave it on the counter and try again the next night when he remembered to put it under his pillow.  I managed to remember to be the tooth fairy, and it took Jacob two days and me asking before he realized his tooth had been replaced with two dollar bills!  We could all just take or leave the tooth fairy!?

On the same day as our tooth fairy indifference, I had John reading Charlotte's Web to me.  While we could take or leave the tooth fairy, we love Charlotte's Web.  I read it to the boys long before they could read, and now John is reading it on his own.  He took a break from his reading to inform me that Charlotte's Web is a very old (yes!), and a very popular (indeed!) book.  He also added that it is based on a true story (wait a minute!?).  Oh my....this boy has spent approximately six weeks out of every year on his Grandparent's farm.  How on earth could he think that talking farm animals are real?  We had a little discussion to correct his line of thinking, and then I prayed that he wasn't hearing voices in his head every time he saw a spider (which is often now that it's fall and they seem to be everywhere!)

After dealing with the situation at hand, my mind turned to the fun things we do to raise our boys, and the faith we're trying to instill in them.  I’ve had more than one conversation with friends concerning elaborate plans involving the tooth fairy, Santa and the Easter Bunny, and other conversations about how to eventually wean our children from this fairy tales.  

And then there’s the debate regarding the risk of ruining our kids’ faith in God with the fun traditions of  childhood.  I’ve settled on my own logic regarding this....it’s more important to live out our faith with our kids every day than it is to be brutally honest about where a lost tooth goes when it’s replaced with $2 (that’s the Bolthouse tooth fairy’s going rate:-).  So I rest easy now, without the pressure of how well or unwell I perform the roles of various fantasy figures in my kids’ childhood, because one role I’m not playing is Savior.  What a relief!  Because one thing’s for sure—if I can’t manage the tooth fairy role, I’m certainly not qualified to attempt that of Savior—I’ll gladly leave that to God!

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