So two days ago, Dan got fed up with the 3 little baggies of teeth that are floating around the house. He insisted that Becky turn them into the tooth fairy or throw the teeth away, because they were never put away, and always contributing to the clutter zones in the house. After this stern, insisting reprimand about leaving things out and all of that and how these teeth needed to be dealt with, he didn't have enough coins for the teeth that night.
One of the baggies had fallen down on Nate's bed, so he made up a story about the tooth fairy being confused that a tooth labeled "Rebekah" was on Nate's pillow so she didn't leave any money. Yesterday, he made sure to go to the bank and get more dollar coins for the missing teeth and future missing teeth. While he reminded Becky to have her teeth all in order, he forgot about his tooth fairy duties yet again. Becky didn't say anything to Dan about the teeth this morning, so he thought he'd be safe in swapping them while she worked on a picture she was drawing.
Apparently, Becky had indeed checked on her teeth this morning. Yet, she accepted the coins with much grace and not many questions about how Dad had found the money under her pillow when she had only found teeth. I remain quiet on the subject, as I ponder again, if we didn't encourage our kids to celebrate Santa, and the Easter Bunny, why did we get sucked into the Tooth Fairy for 60 teeth worth of worries?
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