|Freesias from the lawn picked to go on the outside table|
|Also on the outside table|
|5 Boys being watched from the outside table|
Blue Eyes is 5 and is a master of the Understatement, always surprising us with his little revelations.
So I had my sister and her 2 little boys staying with us on the weekend. There were 6 kids in the house, 5 boys (ages 3, 3, 3, 4 & 5) and Miss Fancy (7). Needless to say there was plenty of wine in the fridge to keep the adults happy and the only strategy that one could employ with this number of kids in this age bracket is the strategy of benign neglect - you know the one where you are still parenting but you pretty much leave the kids to their own devices? Experts say this is good for kids so who I am to argue?
Anyway, consistent with this strategy the adults left the 5 boys on the trampoline and ventured back inside to top up our drinks and think about dinner. We were gone but 5 minutes when suddenly Blue Eyes appears in the doorway with a mouth full of blood. It was on his hands too and dripping on the floor.
The following conversation took place:
Me: Oh my goodness what on earth happened? There's blood everywhere! (crap! we really should have been supervising them and not drinking so much - now who is going to take him to the hospital?)
Blue Eyes: A tooth has come out.
Me: A tooth? The whole tooth? What happened? How?
Blue Eyes: Well I was eating rice crackers and I heard a click and it came out.
Me: Oh wow - so you lost a tooth!?! You just lost your first tooth!! That's so cool Blue Eyes!! I didn't even know you had a wobbly tooth! Did you know?
Blue Eyes: Yes.
Me: Why didn't you tell us?
Blue Eyes: I forgot.
Me: Oh, ok, well let's see it! Where is it then?
Blue Eyes: Well I didn't want to swallow it so I spat it all into my hand and it was all covered with rice crackers and then I flicked it all on the ground.
Me: Oh, ok, so let's go get it so we can leave it for the tooth fairy. How exciting!
Blue Eyes: The Whippet ate it.
Of course he did. No revelation there. You have to know the Whippet to understand how special he is. A few of his special traits (aka phobias, obsessions, issues) were discussed here.
So I was feeling pretty bad. All my kids are different but it still amazes me how differently they can react to the same set of circumstances. Blue Eyes - we didn't even know he had a loose tooth, so insignificant to him he FORGOT to mention it and now the Whippet had eaten it! Miss Fancy on the other hand - you wouldn't believe the ordeal we went through with her first tooth, weeks and weeks of lead up time, days of not eating while it was hanging from a thread before I was finally allowed to flick it out so she could experience the tooth fairy in all her glory. Did I mention the polishing of the tooth...you get the picture!
At that point Miss Fancy comes inside and decides to add her 2c worth: "I wonder if the tooth fairy will come on the first night or the second night? Probably the first night because she knows where we live now, doesn't she mum? And Blue Eyes, because it's your first tooth you get a little present too, doesn't he mum? Don't worry Blue Eyes I'll write her a letter too so she knows the Whippet ate the tooth and that's why we don't have it anymore".
Another revelation - I'm such a bad Tooth Fairy! It's true, the Tooth Fairy does tend to come to our household on the second night. For some unknown reason, by the time we decide to go to bed, The Piano Man and I just seem to forget to put the coin in the tooth pillow. We were able to explain it away last year with the fact that we had moved from Tasmania to Sydney and the Tooth Fairy got a bit confused or had to travel some distance. But I know she wouldn't buy that one anymore.
I pour another drink and ponder the pressure of remembering this step tonight. I tell the other adults to remind me. I also mentally search the house for any unopened gifts I might have, which is usually NEVER. But it so happened that I bought some racing car pens the day before at Mathilda's Markets and I hadn't given them to the kids yet. Perfect. I might just be able to redeem myself.
|The First Tooth|
|The Tooth Fairy Pillow that was mine as a child - made by my Texan Grandma|
|Racing Car Pen|
Tell me, is anyone else out there a 'bad' Tooth Fairy too?