NO TOOTH FAIRY!

Due to the flooding, we had to drive home the long way last night. On the drive Alli told me her other bottom tooth was wiggly and she needed to eat an apple. I just happen to have an apple in my lunch bag so I passed it to her.

For the next 20 minutes she munched that apple until she grew weary of it and bequeathed it to me to finish.

At home she selected macaroni & cheese with a side of mixed fruit for dinner. Her first bite was into a strawberry and she howled because the tooth finally gave way. I came running to find her with her little hand stuffed in her mouth….wiggle….wiggle….yank and out popped her second baby tooth. (Her lower left.)

She handed it to me and then asked with some urgency if she could gargle with salt water; a trick her teacher at school had taught her just last week when her first baby tooth was extracted. I quickly made up some warm salt water and we went to the bathroom to gargle and look in the mirror.

Next there was the obligatory phone photo and Facebook post.

2nd tooth goes down and the brave girl plucked it herself! 



Then Daddy came home and we told him the whole story. Dinner was finished…..groceries put away….TV watched.

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This morning we got up and Alli was talking about how she does not want to give her teeth to the tooth fairy, she wants to keep them. Her first tooth is tucked safely away in a fancy box on her dresser.

I then asked her where the new tooth is. She paused and said “I don’t know?” (I honestly thought she had put it somewhere.)
The last place I saw it was on the kitchen table so we rushed in there to take a look. Nope, no tooth. By now the girl was frantic. Daddy said he may have wiped the table off. I know I cleaned up after dinner and may have not realized the tooth was there. Rats…this is not good.

We looked high and low but no sign of the tooth. Daddy, bless his heart, even dug through the trash bin. Alli surmised that the tooth fairy must have came in overnight and took it and asked me if I could call her on my phone and ask for it back. (How darn sweet is that?)

I told Alli that I did not have the tooth fairies phone number or I would do just that. She then began to cry and through her sobs she proclaimed “I just know she already turned it into pixy dust!”

She was so heartbroken and I felt just sick that I had not put it in a safe place…after all I was the grown up in charge.

We consoled her as best we could and told her it still may show up. We promised to do a much better job with the next tooth which will no doubt be a front top tooth and they are the most valuable. Right?

She calmed down and seems fine now.

Whew.