T lost his first tooth last night! You’d think by the loud screaming from his room, something terrible had happened, but it was just his excitement.
Naturally, he became very excited about his first visit from the Tooth Fairy and said he wanted to stay up so he could say hi to her – and to which I quickly replied, “Oh no, you’re not!”
He flashed his toothless smile with pride. It was adorable and you could already see his first adult tooth half emerged from his gums.
A colleague once told me to enjoy the childhood years, because they fly by – and they really do!
So indulging in a make believe fantasy such as the Tooth Fairy – although she’s very real in T’s mind – is just part of the joy and wonder of childhood.
The hubby put T’s baby tooth in an envelope and asked T to put it under his pillow. I could hear the excited conversation from my room while the hubby sat with T till he fell asleep.
After he fell asleep, the hubby asked me for cash. I asked him how much a tooth is going for these days and he said, “$2 to $5.”
I balked and gave him $2. I get that we need to account for inflation and cost of living increases but this was the first tooth of many more to come! I ain’t going into poverty over the Tooth Fairy.
The hubby, in his wonderfully creative and thoughtful way, printed a certificate he found online (pictured at the top) that he presented as from the Tooth Fairy.
This morning, T excitedly went into the hubby’s room to show him what he got. Then he came into the guest room, where I’ve been staying as I’ve been visiting Ma in the hospital.
Seeing the wonder and awe in his face was worth the innocent charade we’re indulging him in.
T asked for the certificate to be placed on the fridge and said he will put his $2 into his piggy bank.