I.
Wm: Look, mama. My tooth is wiggling. Soon it is going to fall out. (editor's note: this is not true, but his friends are loosing teeth already)
Hf: Cool! When it falls out you can put it under your pillow and the Tooth Fairy will come bring you a present.
Wm: Will the Tooth Fairy bring Pokemon?
Hf: I am not sure what the the Konstanz, Germany Tooth Fairy will bring. Each Fairy has a different jurisdiction, and different tastes.
Marga: Not true! It's not truuu-uue!
Wm: Yes it is!
Marga: No,it is no-ot!
Wm: Yes it is Marga. It's true just like Jesus is true. If Jesus is true, then so is the Tooth Fairy.
Hf: That's right, William. Marga, leave him alone.
II.
We are watching Pete's Dragon, a video Beeba gave us and that I remember either from my childhood or from last week...I don't know anymore. Anyway, there is a part in the movie in which the lovesick female protagonist sees her rugged sailor true love, whom she had believed to be lost forever at sea...they run toward each other, the music swells, I tear up...and William clasps his hand over his eyes and hangs his head.
Hf: What's wrong, William?
Wm: Don't you know, Mama? Watching girls always gives me a headache!
III.
And finally, the first thing Mr drHf said to drHf yesterday morning:
"William needs help getting his escaped snails off the kitchen window"