Last night, the Tooth Fairy forgot her duty—and it wasn’t the first time. My daughter, Ellie, had been eagerly anticipating the arrival of her loose bottom tooth for weeks. For two long weeks, she had been wiggling and tugging at it, hoping to speed up the process. Finally, the moment arrived while she was at school!
Ellie was over the moon. She proudly showed off her tooth to her classmates, taking it out of the silk pouch I thoughtfully packed for her. With a toothless grin, she demonstrated how she could sip through a straw while keeping her lips tightly sealed. It was a moment of pure joy.
But the best part was what came next: preparing for the Tooth Fairy. We spent the evening discussing the ideal spot for tooth placement and the going rate for a small front tooth. At bedtime, she carefully placed her tiny tooth atop a floral design on her pillow, hoping it would catch the fairy’s eye, and drifted off to sleep with dreams of riches.
Unfortunately, I went to bed utterly exhausted and didn’t wake up until 7:30 AM, only to find Ellie standing at the foot of my bed, frowning. “Mom! The Tooth Fairy didn’t come,” she said, her voice tinged with disappointment.
Panic set in. “Oh no! Really?” I replied, racking my brain for a plausible excuse. “That’s strange! Maybe… a lot of kids lost teeth yesterday, and she got really backed up?” I fabricated, trying to salvage the situation. Ellie didn’t seem fully convinced, but she agreed to give it another shot.
The next night, we placed the tooth prominently on the pillow again, and Ellie checked it multiple times before bed. “Do you think she’ll come tonight?” she asked, her eyes hopeful. “Absolutely! She was just super busy,” I reassured her.
The following morning, I was jolted awake by the familiar tug at my toe. “Mooooom! She didn’t come again!” Ellie exclaimed, holding out her tiny tooth, almost in tears. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten for a second night. What kind of parent forgets to play the Tooth Fairy two nights in a row?
I scrambled for explanations. “Maybe the Tooth Fairy got confused by the bunk beds?” or “Perhaps she’s overwhelmed with all the teeth that fell out recently?” I even threw out the idea that our neighborhood had a new Tooth Fairy who was still getting the hang of things. To my surprise, she accepted that one.
Determined to make it right, we placed her tooth closer to the edge of the pillow and even left a big note saying, “Dear Tooth Fairy – My tooth is right here!” with an arrow pointing to her head. I kissed her goodnight, assuring her that the Tooth Fairy wouldn’t be confused this time.
All evening, I repeated to myself, “Don’t forget the tooth. Don’t forget the tooth.” Yet when I was about to crawl into bed, I discovered I only had a $10 bill in my wallet—a ridiculous amount for a little tooth, but I justified it as a “late fee” for the Tooth Fairy’s oversight.
The next morning, Ellie was practically bouncing off the walls, waving a $10 bill. “Mom! The Tooth Fairy came!” she shouted. “Wow, Ellie! That’s amazing!” I sighed in relief; mission accomplished. But just as I caught my breath, she grabbed my hand and guided it to her mouth, “Feel this one!” A new loose tooth was already wiggling, and I could see I was in for another round soon.
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In summary, being a parent often means juggling a multitude of tasks, and sometimes, forgetting a few along the way. But with a little creativity and some improvisation, we can still make magic happen for our kids.
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