Annabel lost her fifth tooth on Sunday. Annie’s had some drama with her lost teeth — she swallowed her first one, then had to have one especially uncooperative tooth extracted — but thankfully this one came out pretty easily. Of course, while it may have come out easily, there was still some (minor) tooth drama we had to deal with.
Annie’s new lost tooth is to the right on the bottom row.
I was helping Annie get ready for bed on Sunday when she told me she was excited the tooth fairy was coming, but wanted to know why she never leaves her teeth behind for her to keep. I was a bit confused by this because in my experience the tooth fairy always takes the lost tooth (that’s how my parents did it anyway). So I told Annie, “The tooth fairy doesn’t leave your teeth because she wants them! That’s why she leaves you money — for your tooth!” “Well,” Annie said. “The tooth fairy always leaves (her best friend’s) teeth for her to keep.” Trying to think fast I said, “That must be because you have different tooth fairies.” “No,” Annie replied. “There’s only one tooth fairy. (Best friend) and I have talked about it.” It then dawned on me that Heather and I were going to have to up our game if Annie and her friends were going to be comparing notes.
I went out and told Heather about all of this, then suggested that maybe the tooth fairy could return all of Annie’s teeth tonight. “Ew, that’s disgusting,” Heather said.
(I should make a slight sidebar here. When Annie started losing her teeth Heather wanted to toss them out — she thinks they’re gross and refers to them as bio-waste — but I thought we should keep them. “As mementos,” I told Heather. “She might want them one day when she’s an adult.” Heather made a face upon hearing this. “She’s going to want a box of teeth? What do you think she’s going to be? A serial killer?” I didn’t have a good answer to this, but I still managed to strike a compromise: I could keep Annie’s teeth in a plastic bag for posterity, but in one of my drawers, not one we mutually share.)
Anyway, my suggestion that the “tooth fairy” return Annie’s teeth along with a couple dollars was quickly shot down. Instead, we decided that — since we always leave Annie a letter from the tooth fairy — the letter could back up my explanation that there was more than one tooth fairy.
In the morning Annie was very excited to read the letter and learn that there is indeed more than one tooth fairy. “Wow! I thought there was only one!” she said. “I can’t wait to tell (best friend) about this!” Here’s hoping Annie and her friend don’t get together and call B.S. on this “multiple tooth fairy” stuff.
One more thing before I sign off — do/did you keep your kid’s teeth or did you throw them out? I’m only asking out of curiosity and not because I want to prove to Heather that keeping teeth isn’t as weird as she thinks.