We all love it when it is Christmas, Easter and when we lose a tooth, the coming of the Tooth Fairy, don't we. When I was little, I wasn't that interested in them. When I was three, my aunt was hiding easter eggs in the backyard as a surprise for me. My amma was keeping me in the car so my aunt could finish hiding them. I was getting impatient to get in the house. So, I said, ''Are we staying here so she (my aunt) can put the chocolates?" My amma didn't want me to realise the truth, so she was saying things like, ''Look! I saw the Easter bunny run over there!'' I pretended like I believed her so that I did not disappoint her.
My brother - he is really a smartypants . He knows absolutely everything. Even though he is only nine. Sometimes he works out my questions (and I get annoyed, of course). One time my brother was talking to my amma about space, all the distances and other things you don't learn until year 9 or 10! He likes medical facts. So he was talking about brain surgery, heart, lungs and then he came to the mouth. He was talking serious stuff about the gums when he suddenly said, "How come the tooth fairy did not come and give me any money when my last tooth fell?'' My amma and I had a meaningful laughter exchanged. It is so funny when my brother, all of a sudden takes up the role of a normal child. It does not even suit him after all the big things he talks.
My amma & I have got into a pact that we will not reveal the truth to him yet - we want him to be a child in at least one way and enjoy it as much as he can. (I hope he does not see this blog of mine ;) )