Tooth Fairy Fiasco
“Don’t worry, it will come out when it is ready”, I told him.
During dinner he was still playing with it. “If you want, I’ll pull it out for you. Just one big yank and it’ll be all over,” I said to him. That didn’t go over too well. Mrs. Joe had to reassure him I wouldn’t do it and that I was only kidding. I wasn’t but it settled him down.
After dinner, he took a shower and we got ready for bed with the tooth still hanging on. He became worried about falling asleep with the tooth still attached.
I jokingly told him, “Don’t worry, it will be there in the morning.”
Why is it that the simplest statements can come back to bite you square in the ass?
I awoke Tuesday morning to The Champ’s voice. “Dad, my tooth is gone and I can’t find it.”
So to his room we went to find the tooth. We looked in between the sheets, on the floor and on the blanket, with no luck. I checked under the bed and still no tooth.
Then the thought occurred, did he swallow it? That is possible, right? Probably not, but then where was it?
He then asked, “Is the Tooth Fairy going to come if I don’t have the tooth to put under my pillow?”
It was way too early in the morning to be asking me these tough questions. I mean I handled the Santa and no chimney thing but c’mon, give me a break.
Then it came to me. “Champ, the Tooth Fairy must have came last night and pulled it out for you. Sometimes the Tooth Fairy helps out if the tooth doesn’t want to come out.”
Hah! Even at 6am I can handle these challenges.
“Did you feel her pull it out?” I asked.
“See, that’s how good she is.”
“But dad, she didn’t leave me any money?”
WTF. Can’t a guy catch a break around here?
“That’s because you didn’t leave your little Tooth Fairy pillow out last night. She didn’t know where to put the money. We will leave out the pillow tonight and she will come back. O.k.?”
So Tuesday night we started getting ready for bed. The Champ finished brushing his teeth and went into his bedroom.
“Dad, I found my tooth,” he yells.
“Really, where was it?”
“Right on my blanket.”
How in the world did he find it? Mrs. Joe and I both searched that room for the tooth with no luck.
“Didn’t you look on your blanket for it this morning?” I asked.
The Champ replied “Yes, but maybe the Tooth Fairy dropped it after pulling it out.”
So after reading a few bedtime stories, we tucked him in, put out his little Tooth Fairy pillow with the tooth included, and he went to sleep.
Finally the Tooth Fairy arrived shortly thereafter, collecting the tooth and leaving him some money.
I just hope the Easter Bunny isn’t as difficult.
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