Article of Evidence #4:
Elise brought me a present tonight.
She comes into the bathroom holds out her fist, "Here. All done."
And hands me a tooth.
"Um. Who's tooth is this?"
"Well, who had this tooth in their head?"
"Me. All done toof. For da Toof Faiwy."
"It's not your tooth? It's for the Tooth Fairy?"
Ah. Ah-ha. She lost another tooth. This makes two in less than two weeks. This was, again, a tooth that I never even knew was loose. Until it was put in my hand.
Medically, educationally, physically, emotionally, and humorously, she is not boring, this kid. NOT EVER. I can predict almost nothing before 5 minutes ahead. I am always on my toes. I am always amused. I am always pushed. I am always entertained.
She is a firecracker of life and light. She is never predictable. She is always worth the stress. She always gives life a new perspective.
She is great fun. Even if you don't know what's coming next.