Ella has been SOOOO mega-excited about losing her first tooth.
As have I, but more in that 'it feels like only yesterday my little muppet was sprouting it through, at this rate I'm going to blink and she's going to be driving, working and screaming at me for screwing up her life' kinda way.
Dang.
Thanks to all you guys too for all the tooth-fairy stories, by the way. :-) Ella was completely intruiged by the whole thing, if not a little perplexed.
Her: But mummy, where will the tooth fairy put the money?
Me: In the cup of water, where your tooth was!
Her: In the water?
Me: Yep. She'll take the tooth and leave the money there instead.
*dramatic pause*
Her: You mean...*shock horror* it's just a COIN?
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Has she counted how many teeth she has left yet? I know the multiplication is a little hard for the munchkins, but sooner or later a light is going to go on in her head and she'll realise she's sitting on a gold mine!
The best thing about the toothfairy is that Santa and the Easter Bunny are such teases- you have to be good and all that stuff or they just won't come. But the toothfairy is gagging for teeth that so much that she'll pay you no matter how they come out or how good you've been. For a naughty six year old (as I was) that's rather refreshing.
Hehe, I agree. The toothfairy is by far the most unconditional of all the festive deities. Only asking one thing of you: your tooth. That's real love. (I should know, I've given up one of them for each of my kids).
Hmmm...there's a thesis just waiting to be written.
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