So after she lost her third tooth, she wrote a lovely letter to
the tooth fairy then tucked both the letter and the tooth under her pillow
before going to bed. I went to bed soon after leaving the official tooth fairy
business up to her dad who dutifully swapped the letter and the tooth for 50p
before discarding both items in his bedside drawer.
Things sort of went pear-shaped from there.
Around 4am the next morning, a very disgruntled Grace shook
me awake to complain that the tooth fairy had forgotten her. I feigned horror
then accompanied her to her bedroom to strike up the hunt for the money, only
to find it under the pillow as expected. All was well with the world and a very
relieved Grace settled back down fairly quickly.
Fast forward a few days and then all hell broke loose. Grace
was sobbing her little heart out and it took me a good ten minutes to calm her
down enough to find out why she was so upset.
‘Didn’t she like my letter? I drew her pictures and
everything? Why would she put it in Daddy’s draw? Why would she put my tooth in
Daddy’s draw? Didn’t she think it was a special tooth?’…
The initial shock soon turned to anger with a very upset
Grace then pointing the finger at me.
‘You know, I thought something was wrong when I didn’t find
any flowers or glitter…. There always needs to be glitter because its pixie
dust that falls off their wings when they fly…. Okay Mum, I need to tell you something…
I know you’re telling me the fairy is real and that maybe she was so busy that
she just forget to leave the flowers but I remember the first letter. It was
written with glitter, just like the glitter from my glitter pens. I think that
maybe the tooth fairy isn’t real and that you were just pretending… just tell
me the truth!
The tears were very real and no explanation that I offered
would suffice so I took the low road out and handed her my phone so she could
hash it out with her dad. Who magically made everything better by telling her
the exact same thing as I did! Within just a few seconds Grace was giggling and skipping about like nothing had every happened.
*note to self: stock up on glitter, flowers and other fairy paraphernalia to avoid similar events in the near future*