Julia lost her first tooth today... FINALLY! It has been over six months since she first imagined she had a loose tooth. Now she really does have four and the first one fell out while we were eating breakfast this morning. She took a bite of her toast and then said, "Ugh," and pulled out a tooth. I gave her a high five and said, "I guess the tooth fairy will finally be able to come. You should put your tooth under the pillow now, so you don't lose it."
While anticipating the loss of a tooth, she has been "researching" and speculating about the tooth fairy. Some time ago she read an Arthur book in which D.W. tricks the tooth fairy (or so she thinks). Julia tried to copy her, but we told her very clearly that the tooth fairy is smarter than that. She didn't believe us. As her teeth got looser, she hoped she might be able to keep her tooth and get a present from the tooth fairy. There was another book in which a boy wrote a note asking to keep his tooth, and he did. But just last week she found another book at school about the tooth fairy. This one she told me says that the tooth fairy needs first teeth for fairy dust (I don't know what she does with the dust, though.), so now Julia was willing to give up the tooth. I found this a little disappointing because this kid has traditionally been a very light sleeper, and I have been freaking out about how to get in, get the tooth, and a leave a golden dollar.
This afternoon when she came home from school, she said, "I wonder if the tooth fairy came yet!" What?! I thought she was expecting a nighttime visit so I very deliberately did not take the easy way out although Daddy and I both thought about it this morning. Then, just before bedtime, she showed her "toothless grin" to Daddy while filling him in on her speculations about the tooth fairy, and just before retiring to bed, she told him, "You better not be the tooth fairy."
Oh great, now I would have to get in and out without being caught for sure. It took me a couple tries. I went in and started to feel around under her pillow, but she moved! I ran out of her room wondering aloud, "How do parents do this?!" Back in for try number two... hand back under the pillow... ooh! it's grimy, and what's this? wrappers... she has candy wrappers! I left again to throw away two mini peanut butter cup wrappers. Attempt number three... tooth, tooth, tooth, dollar... SUCCESS!
Now, I'll have to tell her in the morning that the tooth fairy found candy wrappers and told me she was disappointed. Or maybe I'll try to sneak a note under the pillow from her. I'm feeling pretty brave now!