DD1 is 9 and lost her 16th tooth last night. It was a big old, wobbly bottom molar that has been making a horrid sucky noise when wobbled for a week or two. She has spent hours moving it around with her tongue, trying to loosen the thing, but it was obviously in no hurry to make a grand exit.
DD went to bed with her molar still attached, but at 3am she appeared on my DH’s side of the bed.
‘Daddy, I’ve lost my tooth’, she squeaked, ‘Do you think it’s too late for the Tooth Fairy to come tonight?’.
I love that my children still use my husband as first point of contact when they wake in the night. He used to go and get them when they were babies, and cried for a feed. It’s a tradition that has just carried on as they’ve got older and long may it continue.
DH mumbled something that sounded like ‘No’, but could have been ‘Yes’, then something that was definitely ‘ Go to bed, it’s 3am’. There was more squeaking and some more mumbling but I fell asleep in the middle of it.
I woke again at 6am to find myself alone in the bed. My husband is not a morning person, so this was highly unusual, and I was sure I’d been woken by a scream. So I stuck my head around the door in time to see DH backing out of DDs room. She was asking him why he had had his hand under her pillow and I didn’t stick around to hear his answer, as he was looking sheepish and doing some pretty fast talking.
DH has always been keener to keep the kids believing in the Tooth Fairy, than I am. I feel there is a point where you are going to have to admit the truth, and when your DD catches you in the act of tooth-snatching, it’s probably pretty close.
So I was expecting a few awkward questions from our eldest at breakfast but nope, nothing . Finally I could bear it no longer and asked her if the Tooth Fairy had come in the night.
‘Oh no’, came the answer. ‘She’s coming tonight’.
‘Really? What was Daddy doing in your room then?’. ( I know, I know. I’m so mean aren’t I?)
‘He said was just checking to see if the tooth was there, because he wasn’t sure if the Tooth Fairy would have come!’
He’s quick on his feet, I’ll give him that. Must remember that the next time he’s looking me in the eye and giving me a plausible answer.
So tonight we will have a highly suspicious 9 year old girl sleeping with one ear open, expecting her tooth to be removed from an unspecified location in her room and replaced with a pound coin by a mythical creature. It’s a tough job but someone is going to have to do it.
That someone won’t be me.