Friday, 22 May 2009

Toothfairy Sagas

Foal has lost his first top tooth.

Literally.

He has absolutely no idea where it is. One minute it was right there, in his mouth where it belonged. Admittedly, it was very loose but all of a sudden – Poof – it was gone.

We searched everywhere (his leftover breakfast cereal, his bed and bedroom floor and I reckon he swallowed it) but it still hadn’t turned up by bedtime. So we (he) wrote a note to the Toothfairy explaining what had happened and said we were sorry. He’s then decided that the letter needed to go in an envelope and that the envelope must be stuck onto the front of the microwave oven’s door.

And so, that’s exactly what we did. Maybe Foal thought the Toothfairy was going to rip out another of his teeth and get a "two for the price of one" deal. I’m a bit unsure of the details behind his reasoning but I’m learning that sometimes it’s best not to ask. (Read the previous post)

Funnily enough, something similar happened to Pup when he lost his first top tooth. He rinsed his mouth out and it went down the sink. He then tried to hide the fact that he had this massive gap in his mouth from me. It took me all of 2 seconds for me to notice. He was so amazed at my powers of observation (I’m not really sure what that says about me) but at least he readily admitted to what had happened. I got Dad to undo the pipes under the sink and check to see if it was still there but unfortunately it was gone. That’s when our notes to the Toothfairy started.

Ever since then, Pup has been quite content to leave the tissue-wrapped tooth on his bedside table. Even now he is more than happy to remind me that the Toothfairy forgot again (Growing up with the benefits of childhood?)

Cub, on the other hand, was absolutely determined that not one single tooth disappeared without his knowledge. He also decided that the Toothfairy must have a challenge. (Does he not want the money?)

His rules are simple:
- It must not be on the bedside table. (Pup’s thing, obviously he can’t copy that, he's an original)
- It must not be in a slipper by the door (Like I used to do, you know, in the old days, before dinosaurs)
- It must not be in any other room of the home. (Foal’s thing, but he wasn’t really old enough to start it)
- It must be inside the center of the pillowcase, on the other side of the pillow (because he doesn’t want to lie on something uncomfortable)

And finally, just a quick note to the Toothfairy
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Dear Toothfairy,

I know you can get a bit busy especially after sugar filled holidays, but you do seem to forget sometimes.


I’m not complaining but mum says you could be running late because of bad weather, or my tooth fell out after you left for work and now I’m not on today's list.

I am sure you don’t want to start a playground war so I’ve been wondering:
- What is the going rate for teeth these days?
- Does it change depending on which tooth falls out?
- Is there a bonus incentive for really clean teeth or bravery when a dead tooth has to be pulled out?
- Is there an age limit?

Thank you for a job well done,
From

Me

PS We are still not sure if you are a boy or girl, so don't be upset if we get it wrong

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