Tooth pillow

A while back, Neko's friend Mary Beth lost her first tooth. Ever since then, Neko has insisted that she had a loose tooth. Which really was a bunch of hogwash, because they were all as tightly packed in as ever.

Then a few days ago, she insisted I put my finger in and check on her "loose tooth" and I was shocked to discover that it really was, in fact, LOOSE. Quite loose. Which sort of sent me into a panic, because I wasn't prepared.

Mary Beth's mom, Nancy H., who is quite crafty in her own right, had made a tooth pillow based on an excerpt from SouleMama's book, The Creative Family. I have a love/hate relationship with SouleMama. I'm incredibly inspired by her amazing zest for life and craftiness, but she sometimes makes me depressed. Like the other day she canned tomato sauce and then made three skirts for her daughter, all before dinner. This past weekend they chopped wood and made, like, 100 homemade apple pies. Oh, and she homeschools, too. All while she's about twelve months pregnant.

But she has great ideas, and if I can shove aside my feelings of inadequacy, she inspires me to do good stuff.

Anyway, Mary Beth's pillow was ridiculously cute, and I thought it would be a great way for Neko to go through the ritual of placing her tooth out for the tooth fairy.

So instead of nervously twiddling my thumbs through the presidential debate, I sewed. And let me tell you, it's all much less stressfull when the dialog sounds something like, "Well, thank you for your question. The economic (whirrr…whirrr) and when I say stimulus (whirrr….whirrr…beep!) which is what I'll do when I become President."

And, no, the robots don't have any significance other than I thought they were super-fun and PINK which is what everything must be now. Except, you know, maybe the tooth fairy is using robots these days to collect teeth. It is the 21st century, right?