Kids+Plans-tooth = muffins

[cassidyta]

The big event in my house this weekend was the loss of my daughter's first tooth. She is 6. It was easier with the boys. When their teeth were loose I simply grabbed and pulled. With Emma, it was impossible to look into her eyes and do it, so we let it just fall out. It happened Saturday afternoon.

Now as far as the plans portion:

After she was asleep Saturday night, the tooth fairy made the required visit. Leaving the crisp dollar bill (first tooth gets more) under the pillow. I then proceeded to stage my gear for my planned Sunday morning fishing trip. I was up at 0500 to the first sound of the alarm. I quietly got dressed, sipped my coffee, and checked out the weather report. It was going to be a prefect morning with slight cloud cover and a high of 72 with a full moon still in the sky. I was just about to head out the door when I heard "Daddy! The tooth fairy left me money" I told her how great that was and attempted to put her back in bed. Attempted is the key word here. She was way to pumped up to go back to sleep. I let her climb into bed with Mom and made my way outside. As I was getting into the car, I noticed the blinds in her room shaking. I looked up to see her face pressed against the window with a now gapped smile. It only took a second for me to realize that fishing was not as important that morning.
I went back in the house and she ran to the door. "Daddy, Daddy, can we make muffins?"

My Sunday fishing ended up being me trying to find the muffin pans. She and I did cast a few top water lures into the pool for about 15 minutes while breakfast cooled.


It was a great morning!