Upon knowing about the bounty that awaits in exchange for a
milk tooth, the 6-year-old nephew barely had any sleep waiting for the Tooth
Fairy to come for his first incisor casualty.
As any child would need to sleep at some point, he drifted
to dreamland and to his delight, found a candy bar tucked under his pillow the
next day.
I am that 6-year-old kid today. Giddy, enthusiastic and
hopeful. I always find birthdays a treat and barely manage to wait for it. I
turn 29 today and I’m holding my breath for what lies ahead.