That moment when you know that she knows that you know that she knows. Confused yet? Let me try this another way….
Daughter Two: “So, Mom, I’ve been having some trouble with the tooth fairy.”
Me: “What kind of trouble?” (Asked in a sing-song, Mary Poppins voice – ‘cause that’s how I roll)
Daughter Two: “Well I put my tooth under my pillow last night and the tooth fairy didn’t come. AGAIN.”
Me (feigning surprise): “Oh, you put that under your pillow already? “
I should note that at this point she is glaring at me like something from “Evil Dead” and I am realizing that there is a very good reason that second children have an actual syndrome named after their status in life. Thank GOD I was a first born.
Daughter Two: “Yes, yes I did. And once again she is late. MAYBE she’ll make it tonight.”
Final piercing glare then exit, stage left.
And then I knew. I knew that she knew that I knew that she KNEW. We were there – that delicate crossroad in life when the fairy tale ends but no one is ready to say the words. She knew that the fairy wasn’t delayed because of a volcanic explosion in Iceland that grounded all creatures of flight or late by a couple of days because she had a broken wing. Uh-huh, before you ask, used them both and few more. Like I said above – second child syndrome is real for a reason.
So bittersweet is that moment of knowing, for both of us. Because now I know that she knows that I definitely suck as a fairy.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go make some interest payments on an enamel coated dentin blob.