Yesterday was a big day in the family: Little Miss’ first tooth fell out. She’s 5 and a half and has been looking forward to this ever since the tooth started to wobble on Christmas Eve.
We were just about to head home from friends when she started munching on an apple- according to her she had seen Rosie (in Everything is Rosie) loose a tooth in an apple, so she’s been having a couple a day. She screamed-“Blood, blood!”. I asked how much it hurt and, when reassured it wasn’t that painful, felt the wobble. Then I suggested she wobble it till it comes out, which she did.
There was a huge triumphant blood-soaked smile on her face as she held up her first tooth.
I quickly grabbed the camera to capture this special event. My little girl is growing up. I held back a slight tear of joy and pride and wanted to halt that moment, like I want to every special moment, hug, kiss, achievement. There are so many treasurable moments in childhood and watching our children grow!
Zap back to reality: the tooth went into my wallet for safe keeping. In the meantime, Little Miss spent our journey home asking about the Tooth Fairy, but also pondering how she could take the tooth to school for her first day back to show off to her friends. We eventually convinced her that the latter was not such a good idea, that it’s best to give her tooth to the Tooth Fairy and just show off the gap left.
As soon as we were home Little Miss was on Skype bragging to her grandparents in Hungary and showing off the gaping hole and the tooth. (I am thankful for Skype for bringing us the technology to share these special moments as I never had growing up far from the wider family.)
Come evening, we found a little safe keeping box for teeth she was given as a birth gift and deposited the tooth in that.
As a bedtime story we found a lovely story online – the Legend of the Tooth Fairy– to read and popped the tooth in the box under her pillow.
Kids asleep; I headed downstairs to figure out the next steps of the Tooth Fairy deeds- just how much does the Tooth Fairy pay for each tooth? Social media came to the rescue and the consensus was that the going rate for a first tooth is £2 worth and every other £1. Then a friend threw me a curveball:
” for H’s first she got a £2 coin then after that a £1. The tooth fairy also leaves a little note ,calling card or picture” purpleshark_lc
What??? A calling card? A picture? I raced around like a headless chicken trying to figure out what to do… then, exhausted, I accidentally fell asleep in front of the fire, (the story of my life at the moment… but another story,) only to wake after midnight to find both Littlins awake. Back to bed I coaxed them and then set to work:
1, I was given some lovely handmade paper years ago, that had just been put from one place to the other over the years. When I mentioned it to Dadonthebrink (who had also been woken up by the Littlins), he knew exactly what I was on about and together we unearthed it. Major result!!!;
2, I read some fairy notes on the web and decided to slightly customise one;
3, I also drew the Tooth Fairy (with inspiration from here) and coloured her in;
…but something was missing… a bit of sparkle! After all there’s no such thing as a fairy without sparkle, is there?
4, I dug out my glitter glues and went a bit mad with them.
The result:
By the time it was dry half the night had passed and Little Miss was in a very deep slumber. I slid the note and the coins under her pillow while taking the tooth box away (and making sure it was well and truly hidden out of her sight for the next couple of years while she still believes) .
In the morning we woke to squeals of joy from the children’s room. Little Miss was so proud of her letter. Of course it had to go to school with her!
As for the coins: we’re not allowed to touch them, let alone spend them for they are MAGIC coins! 🙂
Ah, this takes me back! Our three offspring each had a different tooth fairy – they were called Mabel, Millie-Dew and Myrtle, and each left a little note with their financial contribution 🙂 They had different handwriting (one sloping backwards, one forwards and one in-between!), which meant I had to remember each time which fairy did which handwriting, so I wouldn’t be caught out! When Daughter No2 eventually discovered that there was no Tooth Fairy, she cried for hours and I felt utterly awful 🙁 Happy Days!
How sweet! I never would’ve thought about having different named ones and attributes. That is magical. 🙂
Aww what a lovely post. I love the letter, we did that when my youngest knocked his tooth out. My oldest has just turned 6 and desperate to loose a tooth. Bless your wee girl x
They grow up way too quick, don’t they? And they want it to happen even faster!
this is beautiful xx I love this , what a great idea