My son’s tooth fell out today. We were driving to the library when, all of a sudden, he was holding a small tooth in his hand. With a big smile on his face he said, “Mom my tooth came out! Now the Tooth Fairy will come!”
This isn’t the first tooth Allan has lost, it’s actually one of the few baby teeth he has left. He’s eight now, growing up way too fast. I put the tooth in the cup holder while we went inside the library. That evening, we put the tooth on his bedside table. “How much money do you think she’ll leave me mommy?” I laugh, thinking about how much cash I had in my wallet, “I’m not sure bud”.
The next morning, I was making breakfast when Allan came over to me, “Mom the Tooth Fairy forgot about me, my tooth is still there.” Oh crap, I had forgotten and slept through the night. “I’m sorry bud, she was probably super busy last night” I said trying to cover my tracks. “Yeah, maybe” disappointment all over his face.
After I dropped Allan off at jujitsu that afternoon, I decided that the Tooth Fairy would make a special appearance just for him. I placed two dollars on his bedside table and put a little blue glitter on top. It took Allan a while to notice it, but once bed time rolled around he had found it. We were sitting on his bed about to read a bedtime story, when he told me, “mommy that glitter looks like the one we have in the school cabinet.” Dang dude, you remember all the glitter we have? I think to myself. “That seems very suspicious…” I giggled a bit and roll my eyes, I guess the gig is up.
“Is the tooth fairy real?” He asked me. I let out a small sigh, “No, sweetheart she’s not” Allan looked thoughtful for a minute. “So who’s leaving the money?” I start to come to the realization that this is it, this is the last time Allan will have this little bit of magic in his life. That a small piece of his childhood innocence will be lost forever. “It’s me bud. I put the money there and take your tooth when you’re sleeping.” He gives me a half smile, “what do you do with the tooth?” “I put it in the trash” I say. “But, please don’t tell your sister. She hasn’t lost any teeth yet and I want her to still be excited about it, to still have the magic in her life.”
“I won’t tell her mommy” I give him a big hug, and I’m surprised to feel tears in my eyes. Childhood goes by so fast, how was this big boy ever my first little baby?
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