Our son lost another tooth last night.  He had been working on that tooth for days.  He was so excited when he was finally able to put it under his pillow.  He looked at us with the biggest smile and started to ask a series of questions...     
    "How big is the Tooth Fairy?  What does she look like?  Is she so small that we can't see her or is she big enough to carry all of those teeth?  How does she carry the teeth?  Are they in a bag all at once or does she take each one back as she gets them?  Where does she take them?  Where does she live?  Does she have friends?  What does she do with all of those teeth?  Where does she get the money for the teeth?  Does she go to the bank?"
    wow.  I don't know if I've ever thought so much about the Tooth Fairy before but I'll have to say, there were some pretty tough questions.
    My husband and I went to bed with a giggle and both sat and shook our heads.  At least there's one good thing...we still have five whole months to research for the upcoming bombardment of Santa questions.  Ho, Ho, Holy Moly.