I am the semi-neurotic mother of three kids, ages 18, 8 and 5. My oldest is off to college and my youngest just started school. I’ve been the single mom, divorced mom, married mom, young mom, old mom, career mom, and attends school-at-night mom. I’ve worked in the IT world for almost two decades, but still shy from programming cell phones. I have no free time, but when I do…I write or read or plan our next vacation or holler at whomever to give me some PEACE AND QUIET.
Toof-fewy
The other evening my youngest darlin’, Eva, said “hey, momma, my toof is loose, watch THIS” and proceeded to completely gross me out by wiggling her baby tooth in the socket. It was hanging by a mere thread. (Even though I’ve been through this almost 30 times before, whenever my kids have a wiggly tooth, I get a serious case of the ‘heebie-jeebies’!) Once I picked myself up off the floor, I ventured a look and noticed a bare spot next to her loose tooth.
“Where’s your other tooth, honey?”
“WHHHAAAATTTTTT??”
A meltdown ensued. Eva presumed the tooth fairy wouldn’t visit her since she had no idea she’d even lost the other tooth, and most likely, she swallowed it, and I sure as heck wasn’t going to retrieve it.
“I wannnt the toof-fewy to visit me, and now she won’t!!!!!!!!!!” *SNIFF*
I calmly assured her that I’ve written quite a few excuse-notes to the tooth fair over the years. Her sister had swallowed two, and dropped one in the yard trying to show it to a neighbor (our neighbors LOVE us, have I mentioned that?).
Eva and I wrote a very polite note to the T-Fairy, and we put it under her pillow. The next morning, voila!, Eva had a crispy-new dollar bill under her pillow and a pack of gum (that she didn’t like, harrumph).
A few days later Eva was wriggling the second tooth again at the dinner table. (Have I mentioned I don’t need a diet when I have children at home?) Her brother says “eewwww, Eva, just yank it out already!” Eva took a bite of her dinner and less than a minute later she is once more in meltdown mode:
“I SWALLOWED MY TOOF AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Hahaha! Oh, your children are going to love to read these stories later on down the road, I hope you’re printing them out for them.
Comment by Jody — March 4, 2009 @ 1:23 pmMy house is on the route of a Dead Beat Tooth Fairy. I can’t remember how many times I’ve been waken by a tearful child complaining because, once again, the Tooth Fairy forgot to stop and stick some money under a pillow. Once I quietly slid my hand under my youngest daughter’s pillow and pulled out a plastic ziplock bag that contained a tiny tooth and a piece of paper. The paper was an IOU for the other teeth that had been missed.