The Scary Fairy Deal

Chatterbox lost her first tooth last week! It was a big deal in our house. It was loose for a loooong time and she even asked Hubby to try to pull it out {before it was really ready} and that didn't go over so well! It eventually fell out on its own last Wednesday - when I wasn't home of course. I felt a slight pang in my chest when I got the text message from Hubby. My baby is getting older every day.

Most kids would be excited at the prospect of the tooth fairy coming. But not my Chatterbox. Much like her apprehension about Santa Claus - a big stranger sneaking into our house at night while we're sleeping - she was not too thrilled about the idea of a Tooth Fairy flying into her room at night and going underneath her pillow. So we struck a deal. She would put her tooth under my pillow and that way the Tooth Fairy could still make her pick up and drop off without stressing out Chatterbox. It worked like a charm. The Tooth Fairy didn't even wake me up last night. This morning Chatterbox ran into my room and dug under my pillow for her gift. It's so wonderful seeing the wonder in their eyes in these kinds of situations.

And then she proceeded to grill me about how the Tooth Fairy actually entered the house; where she took the teeth to; etc. What is it that they say? A lie begets a lie? Never was it truer than this morning :)

Here's a pic of her posing with her tooth fairy card from Grandma D. You can barely tell that she lost the tooth because her adult one is already almost fully in! We call that precocious, yes? The girl and the tooth.