I was driving the kid to school last year (4th grade). We drive in silence, no radio, both of us sort of zoned out by the frenzy of waking up, making breakfast, grabbing the backpack and my computer bag and racing out the door.
The silence is interrupted by the kid, "I lost a tooth yesterday."
I am quiet -- immediately doing the math.
"What did you do with it?" I ask.
"Put it under my pillow," he says.
Clever child. He was running an experiment.
I reach into my purse and pull out a $5 bill. Normally in hour house you get $1 for each tooth, but I figure since we both know the gig is up, he should get a bonus. I reach over the backseat and dangle the $5 in front of him. I feel him take it from my hand.
We are both quiet. Then a question.
"What about Santa?"
"What do you think," I ask.
No comment from the back seat.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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