[Closed] It's magic being a dad sometimes.

My wee 5 year old (nearly 6) came out of her bedroom all upset. Couldn't find her Tinkerbell bag for going away on holiday tomorrow.
Big wrenching sobs. Gave her a big cuddle, told her it was sure to turn up. Got her settled and into her PJ's and into bed for a wee 10 minute read while I caught up with some work...

Went back in to see her after the 10 mins- still clearly very upset. She needed the bag to go on holiday, how could she go on holiday if she couldn't find her bag? Wee soul. While chatting to her I spotted something blue and bag-like under her bed; crouched down a wee bit and could just spy a picture of Tinkerbell on it.

Never mind, I said, come on into the bathroom and get your teeth brushed. Sometimes things turn up when you least expect.

Brushed her teeth, gave her some mouthwash, told her we'd count from 10 backwards while she rinsed. On the count of 10, I 'remembered' that I had left something in the other room. So she's rinsing away, and I scramble into her room, grab the bag, put it under her covers. Back into the bathroom for 5-4-3-2-1. Never mind wee lamb, that bag is sure to turn up when you least expect.

I got the biggest giggling smile I ever saw 🙂

Sometimes its magic being a Dad.