When The Tooth Fairy Gets Detained

Tooth loss, it would seem around our house, is a pretty stressful thing. Only Aliyah so far is getting loose teeth, and the ordeal (she makes it out to be) makes me dread any more of her teeth, and the other kids’ teeth, coming out. When I think back to my days of saying goodbye to my baby teeth, I can’t think of anything earth-shatteringly painful or dramatic about the process. I remember laying in front of Little House and yanking one out. No biggie. But here is how it has gone, twice now, with Aliyah:
1) The tooth begins to be loose. Actually, there is another event before this one, that indicates her tooth is coming out- the new one grows in behind it. I was so weirded out when I saw this the first time, and only slightly ewwwwed this last time. Apparently, this phenomenon is okay, and normal for some kids.
2) Now that the tooth is loose, Aliyah’s emotions bounce between elation that this rite of passage is finally happening to her at her elderly age of 6, and fear at the imagined pain ahead of losing this tooth. She spends meals picking at her food, barely eating anything, saying that it hurts to bite down. All who know about the tooth encourage her to “keep wiggling it, it will come out!”
3) Finally, the tooth decides to leave its wet, gummy home, these last two times as she is taking a bite of food. It happens so fast, and without a hint of drama, that Aliyah is a little disappointed, I think. This last time, it was in the middle of a taco lunch, and the kids were doing a great job of covering the floor with shredded cheese, corn, bits of tortilla chips, all things resembling a tiny front tooth in color and size. The tooth came out and hit the floor. It was a mad scramble to find the tooth among similar-looking food bits before Abbie, who was down from her lunch and having a ball picking up all the stuff the kids dropped.
4) Aliyah takes the tooth to bed, hoping that the tooth fairy will come and trade her for a nice surprise. Now, with this many kids, and that many teeth, we are not sure where to go with this whole “Tooth Fairy” thing. Luke wanted to play along through the first tooth, then drop it, but I wasn’t sure how that would go over.
The first time, the Tooth Fairy gave her what she called “a gold coin!”, a collector’s item from Luke’s Grandpa Bob that I guess nobody is collecting (Luke says it isn’t worth anything :).
When it came time for this tooth, you might already be guessing what happened. Aliyah happily tucks away her tooth, along with a Hershey’s kiss for TF as an extra token of love, and beds down for the night. Tooth fairy activity comes much later in the night, later than many of us would like to be still awake. Maybe this particular night, the tooth fairy herself wasn’t up to another late night of swapping dentures, because it was discovered the next morning that the tooth fairy did not come.
In the tooth fairy’s defense, I can imagine that those stairs in my house are exhausting to a tooth fairy who has been walking around all day on tired feet and carrying around somebody else’s future tooth fairy in her belly; by the time it is time to go up there to the bedroom and make the trade, all the tooth fairy wants to do is lay down in her nice, soft bed. So she does. And promptly falls asleep. The next morning, Aliyah comes downstairs at the crack of dawn, holding the baggie with the tooth and kiss inside, and has the most forlorn look on her face.
Now what were we to do? Such a mess. I didn’t realize going into this how much my daughter would be hurt by our indifference to what she saw as a budding tradition. There weren’t too many ways to get out of this. To comfort her, I suggested she try again the next night, which Luke quickly discouraged, claiming that he thought that the tooth fairy only came for the first tooth. (Gee, thanks for the support, hubby; you didn’t see that sorrowful look on her face this morning!) Aliyah thought it over for some time, then pointed out how at Cousin Callie’s house, the Tooth Fairy comes every time they lose a tooth.
At once, I realized how I could redeem this situation (and buy some time to figure this all out before her next loose tooth). I told her she should take the tooth over to Callie’s house, then, and see what would happen. Luke gave his hearty approval to this idea, too. Aliyah, satisfied with this solution, is now looking forward to what the Caledonia Tooth Fairy will bring forth, in exchange for her little diente. Leigh Ann, we take VISA, Mastercard, and American Express. No checks, please.

2 Replies to “When The Tooth Fairy Gets Detained”

  1. Oh, my dear brother & sister (said with dramatic shaking of the head). The tooth fairy is well known around here for generously doling out one shiny dime for a tooth that’s bothered to be put under the pillow. Don’t let Callie’s exuberance & yarns fool you. We figured ten cents times what, twenty teeth? That’s $2 per kid! Plenty for teeth falling out in our book.

  2. This made me grin and laugh and sigh from the sweetness! We once saw a cartoon, Charlie & Lola, where Lola lost her first tooth-and LOST it! She was so upset, but her bro told her to write a letter to the tooth fairy explaining that she had lost it, and put it under her pillow. She feared that would not be enough, but he said she must dream HAPPY dreams; so that she would be smiling when the Tooth Fairy arrived, and her missing tooth would be proven. 🙂 It worked, and Lola woke to a coin; so she could buy a toy giraffe to go with her farm.

    Maybe Aliyah can get a special letter from the Tooth Fairy explaining how this tradition will work and why she was delayed. 🙂 (Save a copy for the scrapbook!).

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