
We were doing a little bit of spring cleaning last week while we were stuck home during the ice storm and I was helping Aspen clean out her room. I found a tooth on her shelf that she had, apparently, lost some time ago. This is our conversation:
Mom: "When did you lose this tooth?"
Aspen: "A long time ago. But the tooth fairy never came."
Mom: "Maybe you can write her a note."
Aspen: "I already did. She still didn't come."
Mom: "Maybe the tooth fairy is on vacation."
Side note - The tooth fairy has been known to take very long "vacations" because of forgetting to check pillows. She ends up paying double to appease the child who lost the tooth for taking so long.
Then that night at dinner we were talking about it again. It came out that Isaac thinks that I am the tooth fairy. So I took the opportunity to share the truth about all magical creatures.
On Friday morning Aspen came down for breakfast and said, "Can I have a dollar for this tooth that I pulled out last night? And a dollar for the last one that you never paid me for?"
Mom, the tooth fairy, no longer needs to be sneaky to buy those baby teeth now. No need for sneaky santas either I guess. Until Hazel gets older anyway.