I’ve been pecking away at a summary of all the developmental happenings going on around here but yesterday we had a grand event that I was not expecting and I don’t want to wait to talk about.
As you might have guessed from the title, we lost our first tooth! Niamh had a very wiggly tooth on Sunday night and Monday morning and I figured that while it did wiggle I still had a few days. I met her at the bus and she looked like she lost her best friend, all mopey and sad face. I jump to all sorts of conclusions; she was in trouble at school, a kid was mean on the bus, she lost her hat and in the 5 seconds it took for her to walk over to me I had lived all the possible kindergarten trauma in my mind. When I asked what happened she said she lost her tooth, no really, it is lost forever. She thinks she swallowed it – I refuse to try and confirm that theory (although Lars did bring it up). School tried hard to make her feel better but she was just sad. Apparently there is a book she heard in preschool that said if you don’t have a tooth the tooth fairy does not have time to visit. I comforted her and said that we would write a note and I’m sure for a first tooth there would be an exception. There were still tears welling in her eyes when she told Lars, then told Zoe, then at bedtime. I secretly wish that all her problems were so easily solved.
Now I thought I had a few days on this but I did not. I did not have any time to consult the internet, my friends, my sister or pinterest! I leave Niamh comforting herself with a cookie and the kindle and I haul Fiona out to the bank. We had checks to deposit anyway, but, I at least wanted a fancy coin for the tooth fairy. Lars disagreed with a .50 or dollar coin, he feels teeth are worth more. I point out we have A LOT of teeth in our future so lets not set the bar too high. Since I was the one at the bank I got final say anyway (thankyouverymuchforyourinputdear….) I chatted with the teller, because that is what you do when you go INSIDE the bank (and why I usually go to the ATM) and I am so glad I did because she filled me in on all her tooth fairy wisdom and experience
1. She liked my .50 piece idea. They are big and very rare to see in pocket change. My parents did it for me and if that was their rational I agree completely.
2. She had heard from many others that the ‘going rate’ on teeth is $10 but she completely agrees that with multiple children you need to think long term.
3. Next idea from her for a ‘special’ thing that is more than .50 but won’t break the bank was a $2 bill. Has the rare quality one expects from a fairy
4. Finally, she reminded me to sprinkle some glitter on the money so Niamh knew it was special.
Fortunately we were given a special tooth fairy container for Fiona’s christening. It is like a makeup compact but silver with a long string off one side and a star at the end. Perfect for tooth retrieval at night. We waited until 10pm and bundled a fifty cent piece in a $2 bill and a pinch of glitter and it was done! Niamh was incredibly excited and happy this morning. Bouncing in to tell me and show me and dump glitter on my bed (rethink glitter…). I think that everyone has been so supportive and congratulatory to her that now she tells me she has another loose tooth. Good thing I got $5 in .50 pieces.
Ps. because I’m a geek about such things, Niamh lost this tooth exactly 5 years and 1 month after she got it. This tooth dramatically cut in an all night fuss session while we were camping on Sept 28.