The Tooth Fairy

The eagerly anticipated loss of a tooth occurred on Saturday morning. H had been wanting this tooth out for quite awhile. Thankfully, her sister, reached in and pulled the little tooth out for her. H was quite excited and upset because she had lost her tooth fairy box (it's very possible I threw it out because it had become pretty ratty). I made her a new box with some scrapbook paper and she was so excited she ran off with it before I could add ribbon to it. There were times during the day I had no idea where the box was and knowing H, this would become a huge drama when bedtime came and it was time to put it under her pillow. Alas, the box was found and placed in the proper place. H had even written a sweet note to the tooth fairy thanking her in advance for the trouble of coming to visit her because she knows she is very busy.

I debated over coins or a nice dollar bill (one friend suggested a "get out of trouble card," perfect if you knew H but she wouldn't quite get the value of such a card). To the horror of this mother, her little darlin' announced she was hoping for a whistle from the tooth fairy (this idea comes from a Little Bear story). This tooth fairy had no whistles...this tooth fairy only had cash.

Morning came and the box was opened...H was okay with the cash but did mumble she was hoping for a whistle...The tooth fairy is going to start stocking up on whistles. There are more teeth and another little person who will start losing his teeth in about a year...God bless the Tooth Fairy, please.