Rhino Teeth

January 6, 2012

In case any of you are looking for a creative way to pull teeth (or a use for any rhinos that may be lurking around in your backyard) I thought I’d share Emma’s latest idea. 

How to Pull a Tooth

  1. First, Tie a string to the tooth
  2. Next, buy a rhino
  3. Then tie strong to its horn
  4. Get  someone to kick the rhino
  5. Out comes the tooth!

I laughed out loud when I found this paper in Emma’s backpack. She walked into the room and asked what was so funny.

“I was reading about your idea of using a rhinoceros to pull out a tooth. That is a very “creative” idea … where did you come up with it?”

Emma laughed and proudly said, “It’s just an idea I had. You know a rhino is a very strong animal and he could pull out a tooth with no problem at all.  I got LOTS of great ideas especially about animals because I know a lot about animals.”

I have to agree that Emma does know a lot about animals and she seems to be well on her way to her dream job of becoming a veterinarian.  A few months ago she commented on how great it was going to be to have her own holiday, “Veterinarians Day”, every year on November 11th.   (Hmmmm … I think that’s a different kind of “Vet” sweetie). 

So here’s to Emma and her future ….

And if the veterinarian thing doesn’t pan out, I guess there is always a career in dentistry (that is, if she can round-up a few rhinos to help!)

Those of you who read my post earlier this week “Tooth Fairy Trauma” may be interested to hear the second half of the story that played out this evening. In my earlier post I omitted the fact that when The Tooth Fairy left Emma her money she wrote a note in reply to Emma’s note that said:

 

Thank you for the nice note Emma.  I took a quick look around while I was here and found your tooth under the table so I took it with me to add to my collection.  Here are a few dollars for you. Have a great day at school!

                                The Tooth Fairy

This seemed like a good idea at the time, because that way Emma wouldn’t be worried about her lost and lonely tooth. However, when I got home from work this evening I realized that maybe adding that information to the note wasn’t such a smart idea.  Emma met me at the door and told me that the tooth fairy must have found someone else’s tooth because she found her tooth in the dining room this afternoon.  She had already written a note back to the tooth fairy and taped her tooth to it so it wouldn’t get lost this time. Emma’s note said :

Dear Tooth Fairy,

I think you mistook someones tooth because this is my tooth

                               Emma

(she had also drawn an arrow pointing down to her tooth taped to the paper)

 

Emma didn’t seem too concerned or even accuse The Tooth Fairy of lying. She is the one who came up with the idea that The Tooth Fairy must have found someone else’s tooth and “mistook” it.  She also told me that although she was leaving her tooth under her pillow with a note she did not expect to get paid again since that wouldn’t be fair.  She just wanted to make sure to get her tooth to The Tooth Fairy so there wouldn’t be any confusion.  Ethan wasn’t so sure about her honesty and suggested that maybe he should leave the tooth under his pillow and see if The Tooth Fairy would leave him money.  Nice try Ethan!

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.