Tooth Fairy Trauma

February 21, 2011

There is nothing quite like waking up to your child crying, “Mom! The Tooth Fairy forgot me!” to confirm that the mother-of-the-year award will not be in your future. This is how my day started out on Friday morning. Emma had lost her tooth on Thursday evening and somehow between losing her tooth and bedtime she had literally “lost” her tooth. We looked everywhere but could not find the tiny missing baby tooth. Emma was in tears but I assured her that the Tooth Fairy would still come. “We can just write her a note and explain what happened.”

This helped calm Emma down a little and she said, “Yeah, just like the time Drew threw his tooth in the trash.” She was referring back to when Drew lost his first tooth. He had been eating a hotdog when he came running into the kitchen and said (with his mouth full of chewed up hotdog), “Mom, there is something hard in my hotdog!” Well, you never know with hotdogs so I just told him to spit it out in the trash. Later that afternoon we were waiting in line at Wal-mart and Drew was showing me all the all the things he “needed” in those nice little racks in the checkout lines when I noticed something different about his mouth. “Drew – look at me and smile” He looked up at me and gave me a big cheesy grin and I saw that little gap in his mouth. “You lost a tooth! When did you lose a tooth?” Drew just shrugged his shoulders and started feeling the hole with his tongue “Cool!” he said with a smile as he went back to looking at all the candy in the racks. All of the sudden it dawned on me … The hotdog! “I bet you lost your tooth when you were eating that hotdog at lunch, Drew. That was what the hard thing in your hotdog was!” Drew thought for a second and said, “But how will I put it under my pillow? We need to go home and find it. I bet we could dig through the trash and find it.” The thought of digging through the trash was not very appealing to me so I suggested that maybe we just write a note to the Tooth Fairy.

The difference between Drew and Emma’s experiences is that the Tooth Fairy was a lot younger and less forgetful when Drew lost his tooth in the trash than when Emma misplaced her tooth. Also, I (umm … I mean the Tooth Fairy) only had one child and not four to keep up with. When Emma woke me up at 7:00 am on Friday morning with her Tooth Fairy Trauma I was half-asleep and more than a little overwhelmed since I realized I should have been up a half-an-hour earlier and that I had fallen asleep before performing my Tooth Fairy duties.

I tried to think fast but all I could come up with was some lame excuse about the note we had forgotten to write. Emma argued that she thought the Tooth Fairy left the money where ever the tooth was so she wanted to look under tables, chairs and couches for the money she was sure the Tooth Fairy had left. However, since we were already running late I told her we didn’t have time to call out a search party for the money and / or tooth but that we could write a note when she got home from school and try again Friday night. I even promised to send an email to the Tooth Fairy since mommies have email addresses and cell phone numbers of all the important people in the world (The Tooth Fairy, The Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, etc) Emma finally agreed and off to school she went. Friday night we wrote a nice note to the Tooth Fairy, placed it under her pillow and like magic there was money in its place when Emma awoke on Saturday morning. Emma was very pleased and happy and all order was restored to the universe … well, at least in our household.

4 Responses to “Tooth Fairy Trauma”

  1. I have forgotten before too. I can not remember what I did but I started leaving myself reminders. 🙂

    Amy @ Missional Mama

  2. I’ll have to start leaving myself reminders too 🙂 My memory sure isn’t as good as it used to be! Of course as moms we have so much to keep track of it’s hard to remember everything! 🙂 I’m glad I’m not the only one who has forgotten!

  3. Annie Says:

    This reminds me of my first tooth fairy trauma: when I lost my first tooth, I was thrilled, as was my little sister. I left her ‘in charge’ of my tooth when I went upstairs to get something to put it in, and low and behold, when I returned to the kitchen, little sister had thrown the tooth away saying “I thought you didn’t need it anymore”. Que screaming and tears. My wonderful father did actually sift through the whole garbage bin before admitting defeat. He did, however, write a poem titled: This is the Tooth that Annie Lost and Laura Tossed. And, the tooth fairy did come.

    • That is too funny! My 9 year old son Caleb (who has Autism) always flushes his teeth down the toilet after he pulls them out so we have to watch where the other kids put their teeth so Caleb doesn’t flush them too. That’s great that your Dad wrote a poem to the tooth fairy since the tooth could not be found 🙂

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