My oldest lost his fifth tooth today and is now fast asleep, tooth tucked carefully under his pillow, awaiting the tooth fairies. You know there’s more than one, right? This is actually news to me, too.
When I was little I only knew of one tooth fairy and she wasn’t particularly special or anything. She was pretty run-of-the-mill, took my teeth and left me 25, sometimes 50 cents. I know she didn’t leave me more than that because my mom has a letter that I wrote the fairy asking for a whole dollar, reasoning that the latest tooth to fall out was much bigger than the others. I didn’t ever get a response to that letter which is probably
why I’m in therapy what led to how our tooth fairy handles transactions these days.
Today’s tooth fairy not only leaves money, she writes a personal letter as well, and is pretty funny, if I do say so myself. She’s also got a whole network of fairies working round the clock and round the globe apparently.
Case in point:
When you lose your first tooth in our house, the tooth fairy gives you two dollars. She also adds 3 more dollars to share with your three siblings. So yeah, that’s five dollars for the first tooth and a trip to the dollar store for all. Any subsequent teeth get one dollar, in case you were wondering.
It just so happened that my 6 y.o. recently lost both his first and second teeth on the very same day! Wow is right! Seems the tooth fairy was extra impressed with having to pick up two teeth in one night because she left him twenty-five bucks. I know…bear with me here. All first teeth get five dollars, remember? And the twenty? Well, she states clearly in her letter that the twenty is so that he can treat his family to Yogurtland, the new self-serve yogurt joint that all my mom friends are raving about and I’ve been dying to try, so why not give him a chance to learn the joy of sharing your wealth with others…always looking for
an excuse to eat froyo teachable moments ’round here, let me tell ya.
Well, a couple days later, a letter arrives for him in the mail. Turns out, the tooth fairy that happens to live near the grandparents left him twenty dollars and a letter. So, we’re at forty-five dollars if you’re keeping track. Also in the mail is a package from the tooth fairy that lives near the other grandparents. In it, some hot wheels and a handwritten letter written on homemade paper, I kid you not. And I thought our local tooth fairy was pretty cool but this tooth fairy talks like Yoda:
“Worry not of the missing teeth…grow back they will. Challenging it will be to eat corn on the cob.”
I thought that was the end of it, but then this other
grandparent tooth fairy caught wind of the twenty dollars and decided to empty his pockets of six dollars to add to the pot.
And that, my friends, is how two loose teeth turned into fifty-one dollars.
Tell me, is this strange tooth fairy phenomenon happening at your house?