While I was busy doing giveaways, the Tooth Fairy was busy
It had been a while. Eldest lost ALL 4 of his bottom teeth over a year ago. His adult teeth have already come in. But none of his teeny, tiny top ones were budging.
Until one day, we realized that he had 3 loose. He wiggled, and wiggled, and played, and nudged, and wiggled.
So last Saturday morning, one was literally hanging by a thread. But my tough little football guy was too scared to pull it. So I sneak-attacked and grabbed Eldest by an arm and a leg and Hubby flicked it out of his mouth, tag-team style.
And then? The tooth promptly disappeared. (Much like my sanity and my wine stash.) Nowhere to be found. (Needless to say, I didn't dare finish the rest of my bowl of Frosted Flakes.)
Eldest was unconcerned. "You're the tooth fairy, anyway", declared my bold 8-year old, shrugging his shoulders. "Besides, you and dad already owe me $7. So I don't care."
Stunned, I responded, "Why would I want your yucky teeth? What would I do with them? And besides, I never have any money. So how could I give it to you?"
Of course, my Rainman had this all thought out already. "You just throw the teeth away. You get the money from Dad."
"So now I suppose you don't believe the Easter Bunny and Santa are real either then, huh?" (Yep, I went there.)
"Yeah, of course they are real. Just not the tooth fairy, Mom."
But later that evening, Eldest asked me for some paper and a pen. Seems he had decided to leave a message:
I left $2 for the little turd.
Sunday, lo and behold, another tooth was hanging. Hubby wasn't home, so I had the honor of yanking it that evening. Needless to say, we promptly bagged the sucker.
I came up with a plan. "So if you think I'm the tooth fairy, how about this? I don't have any money. And when Daddy gets home, I won't even tell him you lost a tooth. Just put it under your pillow and we'll see if the tooth fairy is real. How about that?"
Next morning? $5 under his pillow! (Apparently the tooth fairy prefers a real tooth over a sassy note. Who knew?!)
Crisis averted, I think.
Because now I totally can't tell whether I convinced him or whether he's just humoring me.
Hubby and I went to Maine this weekend ALONE! Read about it here.