I’m a Horrible Tooth Fairy
Aiden lost another tooth yesterday. It was loose and we figured it would fall out at any moment. 
He looked kinda like a hockey player with that one tooth and the gaps around it. Although it was his right tooth, it sort of slid down to the middle of his gums. If he didn’t look like a hockey player, he definitely looked like those cartoon drawings a babies with just one tooth showing. It was pretty funny.
During lunch at school, his friend convinced him to go ahead and get the tooth out himself. So he grabbed the tooth with his sleeve, twisted it and pulled it out!
The kids went to bed late last night. Christy had her final presentation for school last night and we went out to eat to celebrate! I’m so proud of her for finishing this program, but that’s another post for another time.
Christy and I were both exhausted. Christy fell asleep on the couch and I almost fell asleep on the floor. I was half-asleep when I managed to crawl into bed. I fell asleep pretty easily without a care in the world.
I woke Aiden up this morning for school. I was checking on his goldfish when I heard him say, “Oh, man!”
I thought there was something wrong with the fish. I turned around and saw his tooth pillow. I’m sure my face turned pale as all of the blood drained out of it. His tooth was still in the pillow!
I almost panicked. I didn’t, though. I’m proud of that. “Go ahead and get dressed and come to the Living Room and we’ll talk about it,” I said as I rushed out of the room. I had thought about telling him that because we went to bed so late last night, the Tooth Fairy had to go by our house and would probably come back the next night. I opted against that because it sounded like he was being punished for going to bed late when (for once) it wasn’t his fault.
Apparently, the Tooth Fairy likes to play games kinda like the Easter Bunny. She likes to put money in the envelopes kids’ teeth come home from school in. And she hides the envelope. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!
After walking on the envelope several times, he finally found it and got his tooth money. And all is right with the world.
For now.
(And yes, we’ve made him say, “Sister Susie sitting on a thistle.” It’s pretty funny!)
Latest posts by Matt Todd (see all)
- What would your liftoff song(s) be? - April 12, 2024
- My solar eclipse playlist (redux) - April 6, 2024
- Our Colorado bison encounter (aka how we almost became THAT viral video family) - March 23, 2024
D’OH!!!!
…danni still yells at me, as the bad tooth fairy, as she found out at age 7 that the tooth fairy was me. i was TOTALLY out of cash, so i used the 2 dollar bill that we had in the computer room. the one she knew was there. and then the one that wasn’t. …her deductive skills were pretty good pretty early. whoops.
That’s funny! Maybe we should start a ‘Bad Tooth Fairies Club.’
We get so proud of our kids for being so observant, don’t we. At least, until they catch on to something we don’t want them to catch on about. 🙂
I’m just glad I was able to handle it better than the time Aiden asked me if elves were real and told him no. Then he asked me if Santa was real because he’s an elf. That was a few years ago and I was rendered speechless.