Tooth Fairy Drama

Well it has definitely been a week that I have to remind myself that I love my children!!!  So glad the week is over!

Three of our kids have been to the dentist in the last 2 weeks (one of them twice!) which led me to think about the beginning of the Tooth Fairy Saga.  It all started back in February 2013 when while chewing on a dog toy K "lost" her first tooth.  With many tears and lots of blood (and her brother puking behind me while trying to calm her!) we came to the conclusion that she must have swallowed her tooth!  She was a bit traumatized about the whole experience!  To add to the trauma one of the other kids told her (kind souls that they are!) that the Tooth Fairy wasn't going to come because we couldn't find the tooth!

Fast forward a few months and she has been hanging onto a loose tooth for weeks (no way that tooth is coming out!).  We are in Minneapolis for a family vacation (more like one of those - get in the car, sit down, be quiet, we are going to have FUN trips) and are checking out the Peeps store when all of a sudden I hear a scream!  The tooth has come out and she is standing there holding it!  We are so excited!  We tell her the Tooth Fairy is going to come if she puts the tooth under her pillow, which didn't go over so well!  Since we were at a hotel we decided not to push it, instead I put it in my wallet and held onto it thinking that maybe next time she looses a tooth we can put that one under the pillow too!

I held onto that tooth for 4 months before the next tooth trauma started.  Her tooth was so loose and she was refusing to eat etc etc etc!  Absolute craziness!  One night at supper she bit on the wrong side (in her excitement for tacos!) and there was blood on the taco.  Everybody around the table stopped to see what her reaction was going to be but she didn't react!!! PHEW crisis averted!  Until the oldest of the group looks at her and says, "Is that blood on your taco?"  Well that's it!  Game over, can't finish eating now!

Every time I asked to look at her tooth she would say, "Don't pull it out!".  This went on for a few weeks when finally one day I reached in and yanked it out!  No blood, no pain, done!  I had no idea what I had just started!!

Let the negotiations begin!  First rounds we just suggested that she put the teeth under her pillow.  Very loud reply, "I DON'T WANT NO FAIRY SNEAKING INTO MY ROOM!" OK so no teeth under the pillow!  Next step - the mailbox?  The response,  "That's right outside my bedroom window!"  Okie Dokie, next?  How about putting the tooth into an envelope and putting it on the dining room table?  "The Tooth Fairy comes into the house? NO!"  We finally convinced her (with the help of our Monday night daughter) that we could put the teeth in an envelope and put it by the back door, "that way the fairy doesn't have to come into the house, she can just reach in and grab it".  PHEW, another crisis averted!  All was good until 4:30 am when she came up the stairs screaming, "I changed my mind!  I don't want the fairy to come!".  We headed downstairs to see if the Tooth Fairy had come and she had!!!  She was very happy with the two loonies that was left but all she could say was, "The Tooth Fairy doesn't have to come again, right mommy?" Oh well maybe next time!

Fast forward to this week and another tooth falls out, very calmly she gets an envelope, puts the tooth in it and leaves it by the back door.  All done!  She has come so far in the last year!!

Next stop the dental specialist where as the dentist put it "they will have to take 2 teeth out" so glad that he said it in front of her!  It was like verbal diarrhea, "How are they going to take my teeth out?  Why?  What do they do with the teeth after they take them out?  Will I have to have a needle when they take them out?  What do you mean take my teeth out?  Can I have pizza for supper?"  Yep that's how conversations roll in our house!

Til next time!