It’s not that many times in life you get to share magic on the magnitude of visits from the Tooth Fairy. This week, yesterday and today, as a matter of fact, we were doubly blessed. Katie had two loose teeth, and her obsession began.
First she wanted to know what to do. When we told her to be patient, she wanted to know if one of us would pull the teeth out for her. Knowing this to be not a great idea, we both made half-hearted attempts and, again, recommended that she be patient. She, being five, was not.
She managed to work the first tooth out last night, and she tucked it into her magic Tooth Fairy spot to await her “booty.” Still, the second tooth was there, bothering her and wiggling. When we came up to get ready for bed ourselves, it was wobbling like a Weeble in a strong breeze. She messed with it so much that it bled, and only after rinsing with cold water and settling down did we manage to advise her, yet again, to be patient.
When she was asleep, we had to wake my mom up and borrow a dollar, having forgotten to make sure we had cash on hand, and we made the magic, tucking it into the Tooth Fairy pillow quietly.
Then the next morning came. Up, teeth brushed, and the tooth was still there. Then, in the middle of drinking her juice? Not so much. No tooth. We aren’t sure even now if she actually swallowed it, or if it got lost in the kitchen, but we had a problem. What would she leave for the tooth fairy?
I told her this.  “Draw a picture of your smile. Make sure the tooth that fell out is not in the picture, and then draw an arrow to show the hole. The Tooth Fairy is magic, and wherever that tooth has ended up, she’ll be able to find it and get it.”
Up in the magic pillow, that drawing now awaits the morning. I’m sitting here, writing this and realizing that once again I failed to make sure I had a dollar. Some magic takes practice.
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