Pearl: Spolier Alert
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| "Tooth Fairy" image by & courtesy of Dixie Allen |
Life as a little
girl can be summed up with Tinker Bell's pearl, "all you need is faith,
trust and a little bit of pixie dust."
When their faith is tested your world
is rocked.
Case in point: My daughter's Tooth
Fairy's cover has been compromised! This is a stop in your parental tracks
moment.
Switching to kid belief def com
1!!
It all happened whilst hosting a
cousin's sleepover and my little cousin was expecting a visit from the tooth
fairy. His mom and I planned it out.
After midnight when they all finally fell
asleep, I plotted my TF mission.
My daughter is a believer.
Casey really really loves the tooth fairy. She writes her notes and gives
her presents at any opportune lost tooth moment. The tooth fairy rewards the
faithful in kind.
It's a sweet, healthy relationship
with a mythical being.
That night, she left a love note for
the tooth fairy under her pillow and in support of her cousin.
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| Casey's TF love note xo |
The kids awoke all excited to collect
their TF tokens. It was the topic of conversation over chocolate chip pancakes
before their Skylanterns tournament picked back up.
The tooth
was in my pocket awaiting turnover to my cousin. Like an ass, I had Casey's
note in there too. We were all outside in rare 60 degree December weather. At
pickup, Casey's note slipped out of my pocket and onto the ground.
Time slowed down and I swear it made
a thump.
Casey watched and lost her ever
loving mind. "MOM, YOU'RE THE TOOTH FAIRY!!!!"
I was totally busted and royally
screwed. My response would be critical.
She's 7, the tender and fragile age
where it's still okay to dwell between fantasy and reality.
Naturally, I froze. Way too much pressure. I had no good explanation. My genius retort was, "NO, I'M NOT!"
Naturally, I froze. Way too much pressure. I had no good explanation. My genius retort was, "NO, I'M NOT!"
The jig is up. One slip and poof
there goes years of hard late night under cover ops to ward off centuries of
superstitions!
Major parent fail.
My cover up story was that everyone
knows the Tooth Fairy has to give the teeth and notes back to the parents after
they record the information and memories. I mean, duh.
She didn't buy it.
Not, even a little. She knows what she saw and seeing is believing. Clever
little bugger.
As fate would have it, hours after
being made, my son lost his wiggly snaggle tooth that's been sending shivers up
my spine for weeks.
With my moonlighting gig on the
chopping block, I was on a mission to restore the Tooth Fairy's good will. Even
while jaded, Casey and my son both wrote notes and put them under their
pillows.
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| His |
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| Hers |
There was still hope!!
Downstairs at TF HQ at precisely 2am
I got busy. Except, instead of that giddy feeling I get throwing on my fairy
wings, I felt like a total fraud.
One thing I know about myself is that when something no longer feels authentic, I can't fake it.
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| Meet Tom |
All the tip toeing around for their
sake of childhood wonderment!
That's my story and I'm sticking to
it. Eventually, they'll learn the truth but it is still to soon in the game to
pop their belief bubbles.
With their TF tokens, I headed
upstairs at 2:15am.
Along the way, I just about knocked into every wall, tripped over every Lego
landmine and stepped right through a shoe box!
Ya know, just in case
there was any doubt left in their fragile little minds about the TF's
legitimacy, I'll hammer the point home.
Miraculously, they slept through
my ruckus.
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| Casey's 1st Tooth TF Token |
They awoke excited by their just
rewards.
The TF's note to Casey said: "I'm as real as you
believe me to be." She seemed content.
Whew!
For the moment, the issue seems to be
tabled and TF identity sealed.
Except, not really.
Now I'm under super double secret
probation with a side of her sassy interrogation.
Ever be interrogated by a child? It's
painful. She is fact checking every thing I've ever told her about the Tooth
Fairy. Example: "Where are the rest of my teeth that the Tooth Fairy gave
back"? "When will she give back Colby's"? Like an hour later she
asked, "I thought you said she gives the teeth back the next
morning"?!?!?
Believe you me, I've been sweating
balls! I mean, I never wanted to be a litigator, but she'd be a pit bull.
My son's matching snaggle tooth will
soon follow. I reckon I have a week to get my shit together. Which I'll need
just to recover from two nights of late night TF ops.
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| My Sweet Darling Angel Slash Pit bull |
I could just break the news now. It
would be appropriate and alleviate much pain and suffering.
The truth would set me free from all
this sneaking around.
She'd love that she outsmarted me.
She'd likely be unfazed as long as she still got money for her tooth offerings.
And, we can recap all the fun ways the TF surprised and delighted her.
Then again.
If only they'll hold onto that
precious childhood innocence for just a little while longer. They'll have the rest of their lives to deal with reality of
living in a fairy less world.
Or, is it??? ;)
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