• 18Nov

    Another first.

    I got to play tooth fairy tonight.  =)

    Benjamin(7) lost his first tooth this morning and I told him that he needed to put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy.  He just gives me that look that says “Yeah right, Mom.”  I just smiled.  We’ve kind of been playing it up all day and tonight I overheard him say to his brother, “If the tooth fairy doesn’t come I won’t be surprised, but if the tooth fairy does come I will be confused.”  And then followed a strange conversation about things like magic and dragons, swords and dinosaurs, and other things little boys like to imagine.

    Just seeing the direction their thoughts went makes me wary about leading them on.  Not only that, but I don’t like to promote confusion.  God is not the author of confusion.  So my fun at playing tooth fairy (what girl wouldn’t like to be a cute little light-weight fairy like Tinker Bell?) will probably be short lived.

    Never-the-less, the excitement has done at least one thing for me (or at least I hope it has).  It has created a sense of anticipation for all such future occurrences, thereby negating any sense of panic at the loss of baby teeth and hopefully minimizing some of the innate fear of having your teeth pulled.  I’m hoping the dollar he finds under his pillow will also reinforce that for him and his siblings. =)