When Lizzie got to be about five years old, I decided that she needed a tooth fairy pillow of her own. Like Grandma Rocher, I began to cross-stich a fairy and the words “Lizzie’s Tooth Fairy Pillow” on material. In my world, this is no easy task as I am not super crafty and often lose focus. My mind wanders from project to project. I get caught up reading and watching TV. I forget about it and I often just don’t feel like working on it. Finally in between all these excuses and having a baby, I completed Lizzie’s pillow. She was thrilled. A month later she lost her first tooth and the pillow was there to greet the Tooth Fairy.
Evelyn’s pillow is in the works. I have completed the cross stitch portion and now have to get out the sewing machine and sew the pillow part. Evelyn is excited because the pillow part is going to be made from an old dress of hers that I could not bear to let go.
In case it isn’t done in time, Dad said if the pillow wasn’t ready she could put the tooth in a jar with the lid on it and the Tooth Fairy wouldn’t know she had lost it yet.
Now about the boys and their pillows? Well only time will tell if they get one but for now I have high expectations that I will accomplish this task. For now I am pleased that I have begun to pass this favorite memory on to at least two of my children.
I have no idea if they will grow up and do the same for their families but at least I’m giving them a chance. Maybe they will think back in it and make their own pillows or start a new tradition. Either way my memories of Grandma Rocher will continue for a few more years.