Last night B lost his 2nd front tooth. Well, as I've mentioned before, B is a proud possessor of the Portuguese Packrat Gene. So, of course, he always wants to keep his lost teeth and NOT give them to the Tooth Fairy. This has always surprised me. It seems in direct opposition to his love of money. In this case, however, genetics must win out. The need to horde completely worthless items is so strong that the Tooth Fairy has only managed to lay hands on one of four baby teeth.
Daddy-O and I may have made a fatal mistake with the last baby tooth that came out a few weeks ago. It was an upper front tooth. An important tooth. (We tried to shoot it out with a Nerf gun but B chickened out. We did manage to make it work for the one he lost last night but that is another story. ) At any rate, he really, really wanted to keep the tooth for sentimental reasons. Bah! Only my kid! So he wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy & explained very poignantly how important it was to him & asked if he might not keep the tooth & still get paid. And the Tooth Fairy stupidly agreed.
Back to last night. Be actually managed to NOT chicken out on the launching of his loose tooth. We tied a string to said tooth. Tied the other end of the string to a nerf dart which was then placed into a Nerf gatling gun. B then shot the dart into the front door. The offending tooth was ripped out of his mouth! It was AWESOME! And all caught on film. Which I will post tonight for your viewing pleasure. No. Please don't thank me.
As you can imagine, though, being his first gatling-gun-shot-tooth, there was a higher-than-normal amount of sentimental attachment to said tooth. So, once again, he penned a letter to the Tooth Fairy asking to keep his tooth. He's obviously got her pegged as an easy mark by now and thinks to keep the tooth and score some loot. I tried to warn him that she wasn't going to let him keep getting away with that. But B just shrugged it off.
So, I went to bed without any clandestine visits to the Bunkbed From Hell (you just try to get under a pillow on the top bunk without waking a kid when they collect C-R-A-P next to their head. Lesson: Don't move your kids to a bunkbed until they have lost all their teeth.).
Do I just ignore the lie & let the Tooth Fairy persona live on?
It goes completely against my grain to just let him get away with a lie - particularly a blatant one! But I also don't like to prematurely dispell childhood illusions... I am so torn. Daddy-o, in typical man fashion, is no help and has simply deffered to me. So I will deffer to you! Ha!/cue>/>/>>/>/>>/>>/>>/>
Help me Blogiwan! You are my only hope!
As promised earlier... video of B shooting his tooth out with his Nerf gun.
Isn't that cool!!??? Totally ignore Daddy-O in the background. He's on my list right now.
After talking with people all day about the Tooth Fairy Incident my friend at the pharmacy came up with a great solution. She suggested having the Tooth Fairy write B a letter claiming knowledge of the lie. Genius. Pure genius!!!
I had someone at work write the note so as not to have my handwriting recognized. And here it is...
So what do you think??? I'll put it on his bed tonight. Now for the real question...
What in the hell will I do if B DOESN'T confess his lie???