Boy Wonder: Um… don’t forget I lost a tooth.
Oh yeah, the jig is up. He knows. And he knows that I know he knows. But we are still playing at this game. We’ve decided that this makes life interesting.
Me: OK!
Boy Wonder: I’m putting my tooth under my pillow. OK?
Me: Um, put it by your computer. (his bed is under an alcove which makes it hard to climb in and make the switch without waking him.)
Boy Wonder: No, I’m putting it under my pillow.
Me: OH COME ON! Make this easy for the tooth fairy.
Boy Wonder: NO! The tooth fairy does this hundreds of times each night for hundreds of kids and it’s going to do it for me too.
Me: FINE. BE. A. BUTT. Sheesh…
Rapid fire giggles ensue. Then I hear shuffling, a door open, and feet stomping back into bed. When I go check on him later to convince him that only he is enjoying the sound of his voice at the moment, I notice that he has his door propped open with a K’nex.
Me: (Holding the toy) Um, I’m not an idiot, you know. I’m never falling for THAT!
Boy Wonder: (snorting) Oh, that wasn’t for the tooth, er you… that was for the dog. Yeah, so the dog can get into the room.
Me: Uh huh… GO. TO. SLEEP.
Later tonight, I will sneak into his room and try to evade the trap I’m sure he has set up for me. If he wakes, I will suggest to him that he really needs to go to the bathroom and because he’s ever so compliant in that state, I’ll make the swap then. Technically, that’s not lying because he will need to go by then. The lying will come tomorrow when he gives me that sly look and says, “Hey, wanna see what the tooth fairy brought me? It’s a Popular Science Magazine and Sponge Bob Comic!” It’s a look that will imply that he knows the tooth fairy is me. I will look back and grin–because all the while he’s thinking I’m the tooth fairy, I’ll be thinking, “Oh come on, Popular Science? That had to be your dad!”
We played the Tooth Fairy game until all the baby teeth were gone. My kids weren’t about to give up a sure thing.
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Yeah, I was recently asked if belief in said fairies was a requirement for visitations. Of course, I told him flat out, YOU DON’T BELIEVE–YOU DON’T GET BLING. If he’s getting his goodies he’s going to humor his mother who is having issues with the fact he’s turning 10. 🙂 ~Wen
What an imaginative tooth fairy he/she is! We just did a dollar bill, and sometimes almost forgot to do that.
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A little known fact: the tooth fairy is actually a guild. There are lots of fairies who make up this organization. Some, more generous than others! And, as we have informed the kid, the more teeth you lose, the less creative a fairy will arrive to reward you. :)~ Wen
What a great story! Perhaps the tooth fairy will leave a Bionicle under Sage’s pillow next time instead of the usual dollar. I just love that little game! You’ll have to tell us how he tries to set up the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus.
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The Easter Bunny doesn’t visit us, but the leprechuan does… He’s already scheaming about Santa. I’ve already been told that I’m not allowed to leave LAST when we go to Midnight Mass. (this is when I fill the stockings…) I’m obviously going to need to solicit help. I’ll keep you posted. ~wen
I CAN HELP!!!!!
I’m always up late, y’know.
We’ll puzzle that little bugger.