“Mom! It came out!, I heard the Little Demon shout as he bounded down the stairs tooth in hand. His second tooth came out today after what seemed like a wiggly lifetime. The excitement plastered on his face was met with my panic of needing to find a $2 bill on Sunday. It was in that moment that my absolute disgust in dealing with childhood myths and legends (well, 99% of them) was solidified.
Sometimes, I take for granted the purity and simplicity of childhood. My little demon is the moon to my night. He is bright and full of energy. He loves without hesitation and enjoys life without thinking twice. He is the embodiment of all things pure.