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Would fairies really do that?

If I had the energy or the desire, I would do some research on the tooth fairy. Whose brilliant idea was it for kids to leave their newly departed teeth under their pillow only for some fairy to sneak in and replace it/them with money? And what happens to all these baby teeth?!

Jordan lost her first tooth yesterday. Actually, I pulled it out as that little thing was barely hanging there. For about 10 to 15 minutes my kid cried hysterically, convinced she was dying (there was quite a bit of blood). After the first few minutes I was really wishing Brian was there; I just could not calm her down. Eventually, she let me take her picture, and I texted it to Brian, her grandmas and her aunts. It seemed like a big deal only because that little pearl managed to stay in her mouth loose for weeks. Other than that, I don't get the fuss.

I would have loved to forgo the whole tooth fairy facade because I think it is kind of silly. I feel the same way about the Easter Bunny (for the record, I love Santa). I cannot quite explain my annoyance with the concept. I can tell you that at least for me, it has nothing to do with money. Although Brian questioned if the fairy should leave her a (whole!) dollar, I convinced him it was such a little amount, especially considering it would be coming over the next six years, if my memory serves me correctly. As for how many times we will go through this, considering my kid has only four teeth, at least according to her baby book, well, then we should be okay!

I am not one to give into peer pressure. I pretty much could not care less what other kids have and do that my kid doesn't. But I would hate to think someone would ask her on Monday if the tooth fairy came, and she would say, who is that. Why ruin it for everyone else?

But as soon as the first kid in her class says the tooth fairy is a big farce, I will happily confirm that for her. Let's just hope I get to keep Santa Claus for awhile. And, just as important, hope my kid does not start reading this blog any time soon.

Comments

Sherri said…
Completely agree - love Santa - never thought the Easter Bunny existed - even as a kid, and... the tooth fairy would often forget me, so.... My oldest lost a couple of her teeth in 1 st grade and, at the time, went to this very small all girls school. Some parent in the class started this grand tooth fairy thing, and my Olivia would come home saying, "so and so got a book, a candy bar, and a Groovy Girl for her lost tooth." Needless to say, the rest of us parents were pretty irritated. So congrats on the tooth. CUTE picture!!!
Anonymous said…
I'm not sure how I feel about it. I do think the Easter Bunny is weird and creepy, but we pretend and have given in, maybe just because of the reasons you talked about.... everyone asks her about it anyway, so I feel like I HAVE to play along.

However, I don't mind the Tooth Fairy. Not sure why. Maybe because I picture her being cute and little, not big and creepy.

Regardless, I think this is a pretty big milestone (so be sure to write this in that baby book!)... it's one of those days that, looking back, you'll realize was a day that your kid started to grow up. And it will make me sad when that happens, as happy and excited as I'll be for Lila when she looses her first tooth.
chris h. said…
When I was little, we didn't get an allowance, so getting $0.35 or so for a tooth was a BIG deal. Seriously, I think as we got older we were OK with hurrying the process along just to get some lousy pocket change. (Plus, I think the tradition probably developed to help make up for the tears/trauma you experienced with Jordan and we all remember.) I do recall being amazed at how the tooth fairy managed to exchange the money for the tooth in the same Kleenex I had carefully wrapped up and shoved under my pillow.
Facie said…
When I was finishing this post, Jordan was over my shoulder reading the last couple of lines. She might be able to find this blog on her own before too long!

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