Parenting: The Tooth Fairy “Mummy I’m Rich!”
Mr 6 seems to be losing teeth every week, so the Tooth Fairy has been frequenting my house quite often lately. As soon as Mr 6’s tooth falls out I write on my hand the initails T.F. a reminder that the Tooth Fairy has to visit that night and so far so good. The Tooth Fairy has only forgotten once and after leaving her a kind note as a reminder, she hasn’t failed us.
This week, just as Mr 6 was having his breakfast, his tooth fell out, which he then promptly lost under the couch, not as impressive as the one he lost at the footy and had dad on his hands and knees and most of the MCG stadium looking for it. I told Mr 6 not to panic and when he returned from school he could just write a note and leave it on his bedside table.
Mr 6 started his note on his return from school, he would ask how to spell certain words like beautiful which I would write down in his own notebook dictionary.
After his bedtime story I reminded him about his note and to leave it on the bedside table “I’ve done it mum, it’s under my pillow for her”
“Oh, can mummy see it?” Mr 6 responds “Well it’s a bit private because I’m asking her a question because when my friend Mr 7 was here last week, he said that the Tooth Fairy is not a Fairy but a mouse”. Thanks Mr 7 . When I grew up in Spain it was a mouse, then when I moved to the UK it was a Fairy, I was unfazed by this change as long as I got my coin. I explained to Mr 6 that in different parts of the world the Tooth collector was different. Anyway I kissed and hugged him goodnight, remembering to return later.
The note to the Tooth Fairy
Well, I got distracted with work, mum woke up a couple of times and I fall into bed around 1am, then of course I remebered the Tooth Fairy. So in the dark in the bedroom I am looking for hubby’s coin pile, which I can’t find but he does have $5 in his wallet, that will do.
I tiptoed into Mr 6’s bedroom put the $5 on his bedside table as I carefully tried to prise the note he wrote from under his pillow where his heavy head was laying. After about five minutes I managed to get the note out but could not read it in the dark. So I go out into the hallway to read this;
Like I am not tired enough, I creep back into his room to find a pen on his desk. I find a pen and lean outside on the hallway wall deciphering his M Box and his T Box, I tick The T box for I’m presuming that means Tooth Fairy. Mr 6 has also requested that the Tooth Fairy draw a picture, I cannnot draw as you can see by my picture of the Tooth Fairy. So now I put the note back under his pillow and creep back into bed. As I start to drift of I get a big Doh in my head I did not put the $5 under the pillow. I get up again, I’m feeling a bit over the Tooth Fairy right now. I go back into his room and for the life of me I cannot find the $5 on his desk. I go back to my room to get my phone to use as a light, to search for the $5 which I eventually find on the floor. Finally it’s all under the pillow and I go to sleep.
My little man was over the moon that the Tooth Fairy replied to his note and left $5 although “Mummy she’s not a very good drawer of fairies for being one”
“Maybe she had trouble drawing in the dark and holding a pen, because she would be tiny and the pen is real big compared to her”
“Yes Mummy that’s sounds right, next time I’m going to ask her to tell me all about where she lives and what she does with all the teeth”
Lessons I’ve learnt from the Tooth Fairy over the years
- Do not send the Mr in to leave the money under the pillow if he’s had a few beers. The Mr left $100 note under the little Miss’s pillow we woke up to “I’m rich, I’m rich”
- Do not let your child play with the tooth for longer than 10 minutes, they will lose it.
- Check all notes written to the Fairy, or prefably say the Tooth Fairy can’t read or is far too busy to read and write a response
- Count your blessings that you don’t live in Austria where they either make the baby tooth into a pendant head, a key ring, or throw the upper tooth under the house and the lower over the roof.
- Count your blessings even more that you don’t live in Mongolia where the baby tooth is given to a young dog. In Mongolia, the dog is respected and is considered a guardian angel. The baby tooth is put in the meat fat and it is fed to the young dog. When the guardian angel eats it, it is said, that a strong tooth will grow.
I know that the Divine Twitchy Corner has written a post on The Tweens: Where Sex Ed meets the Tooth Fairy and the Almighty Edenland has too Somebody give the tooth fairy a double espresso. And some gratitude.
I’d love to hear about your Tooth Fairy stories, so leave a comment if you have one and if you have blogged about the Tooth Fairy leave the link in the comments.