This weekend, I called my sister to rehash my love life.
Suddenly I could hear her turning to a small child in the background. “Do you want to tell Aunt Jessie the big news?” she asked. “No!” My five-year-old niece M. replied.
“Tell me, what’s the big news?” I asked my sister, wondering what constitutes “big news” in kindergarten.
“M. lost her first tooth!” my sister said. “The tooth fairy left five dollars last night.”
“FIVE DOLLARS?!?!” I shouted into the phone. Keep reading »










































