She had a wiggly tooth, wiggly for months. Every day she would play with it and ask, how long before it falls out. Then she forgot about it. And it became even more wiggly. We hoped it wasn't her sweet tooth as in the book Silverlicious. We would talk about it, wiggle it, and blot blood.
More wiggles and more wiggles, friends losing teeth and her wondering, how long. Finally it happened, on Tuesday, January 22, 2013, after lunch, the tooth came out (with a little help).
Mom tried to convince her the tooth fairy was dead, but she would hear nothing of it because she would visit her friends house. So it was only HER tooth fairy that was gone, surely one of the others would step right? So the tooth goes under the pillow. The next morning, so excited, she looks - the tooth is GONE and it's place - 2 quarters. yay - right into the piggy bank they went with no delay. Luckily there was a substitute tooth fairy available.
Then later, the question comes, "Mom, why didn't the tooth fairy leave a dollar?" A DOLLAR!!! yep - the other tooth fairies must think highly of little teeth. Mom replied, "It was just a little tooth, maybe you'll get a dollar when you lose one of your big back teeth." oh the anticipation has started now.
