Friday, May 14, 2010

Tooth Fairy

Daisy lost her third tooth this week. She now has that snaggle-tooth look that kids of a certain age get. When her first two teeth came out, there were already adult teeth waiting obediently behind the baby teeth. They immediately moved forward to fill the gaps. The kid seems to have perfectly well-behaved teeth that will never need to be tortured with braces. That’s a relief because her sister Violet is already a little bucky from all that thumb sucking. It’s not if Violet will need dental work, it’s when.

Wednesday at school, Daisy bee lined to the office to consult with her medical team, otherwise known as the health clerk and school secretary. She told me she announced, “I am ready to get this tooth out.” I heard quite the dramatic story involving profuse bleeding. She brought her tooth to daycare that day, where she was given a miniature plastic treasure chest to store it until pick up.

When we came home, I took pictures of Daisy’s new smile. She also made me do a photo shoot of her tooth. I wasn’t able to focus on it very well because it was so freaking small. Daisy wasn’t as interested in looking at her new smile as she was at staring at that little sand pebble of a tooth. She saw the bit of gum tissue remaining on it and admitted that she must not be taking very good care of her teeth . . . look at all the cavities. I explained what it was and she went back to staring at her tooth. (Really? That’s interesting to you but you can’t get through a Lakers game?)

Baby teeth are easy to misplace, and Daisy likes to handle them a lot. Our daycare provider taught her to shake the treasure chest to make sure her tooth was still there instead of opening it up and dropping it on the floor, which happened every two seconds last time she lost a tooth.

Wednesday night, Daisy wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy and folded it up until it was the size of a matchbook. She placed the note, her tooth and a little silver necklace yanked off one of her barbies under her pillow. She thought the necklace would sweeten the deal.

I woke up the next morning to Daisy crying to her dad that the Tooth Fairy didn’t come. Oh no! When I came downstairs, I told her I would email the Tooth Fairy to remind her that Daisy lost her tooth. Daisy asked me if I knew where to send the email. I said, sure . . . all parents do. Daisy was momentarily confused, “You know the Tooth Fairy’s parents?!” No, I mean I know how to contact her and she’s really busy . . . so sometimes, she forgets and needs a quick reminder.

I asked her where her tooth was. Daisy looked down. She had taken it out of the treasure chest again. We searched and searched but couldn’t find it. I told her not to worry but I didn’t have a good explanation as to why she shouldn’t worry when the Tooth Fairy was already so busy and couldn’t be trusted to come to the house for a mere rumor of a lost tooth.

Daisy told me that HER FRIEND’S MOM told HER FRIEND when SHE couldn’t find HER TOOTH that it was OK because the Tooth Fairy will fly around on her tiny wings until she locates the tooth. She is apparently really good at finding teeth. I told her that was exactly right.

At 4 a.m. this morning, my husband woke me up, “Tooth Fairy! What about the Tooth Fairy?” Oh yeah! Do you have any dollar bills? He told me he would wait until just before Daisy usually wakes up. NO! THAT'S TOO LATE! DO IT NOW! (Waking me up is exactly like waking up Sleeping Beauty.) He did it. And Daisy did her victory laps this morning, a dollar bill flapping in each hand.

She told everyone she got $22. We’re still working on the math.


  1. Daisy's so adorable! I love that "snaggle-tooth" look kids get. It amuses me to no end.

  2. You know what is weird about losing teeth is that kids lose them at different ages. Some kids start losing their teeth in preschool and others don't until much later . . . even as old as junior high.

    You're so nice about leaving comments . . . I'm just trying to offer you some more poignant tooth fairy info, rather than just saying THANKS!