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Tooth Fairy - Round 2

Finally little Izzy has lost a tooth and she is SO proud! Having been away with work last night I got home today and she came racing up to me proudly holding her tooth with a "Look Mummy, I pulled it out!" Unlike Abi who immediately demands her £2, Izzy was keen to go through the ritual of tooth under the pillow at least once, so upstairs the tooth went. By lights out however Izzy had become a bit less sure and so has gone to sleep with her tooth in a box and a note to say "Dear Tooth Fairy, please don't take my tooth... Love Izzy" Bless her.

The big excitement this week is that the girls are going to stay with Simon and Sharron straight from school. They have pizza, ice cream and a late night planned. Let's hope no one is expecting a lazy morning... Won't happen! This is all because Simin, Glenn and I are doing our first sportive of the year (bit early in the season but good to get the legs turning) and so Sharron  very kindly offered to have the girls. This went from having them for the day to offering to have them over night to avoid an early start. Very kind. They are very excited and nothing is getting in the away of the plans for the big event. I did offer to pick them up from school and run them over but no, Sharron and Simon have to collect them! Oh well, we'll settle for a pub meal, early bed and up bright and early to cycle a chilly 41 miles in the morning (60 for Glenn obviously).

While Izzy has gone to bed writing notes to the tooth fairy, Abi has written a note for us. I knew she had written a 'best wish list', but found this as well:

Dear Mummy and Daddy
I love you lots and lots, you are so kind to me, Izzy and Scooby
We all love you and we will always love you
Abi xxx

PS I am going to sleep now so see you in the morning. Torch has broken so can't see. Can't write any more.
Love Abi xxxxx

Lump in my throat...

Also found her 'best wish list 2015'
Another few dogs
Great Dane
Another Boxer (as well as Scooby)
Horse
Wheaten Terrier
Road Bike
Brother (baby)
Real pushchair
A new dog lead for Scooby
Toy Horse

Fat chance on most of those!!



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