The Tooth Fairy has proven to have real staying power at our house. Doubts have clouded the status of Santa, and the Easter Bunny, but the Tooth Fairy remains completely real.
Which is why I was in a total panic on Sunday. I texted my sister in Chicago: Help! I need an intervention!
Why? Because somehow I got roped into promising my daughter she could CALL THE TOOTH FAIRY.
Like most things around here, it started very innocently. The second of Mireya’s front teeth finally came out on Saturday and she began the grand preparation for the visitation of the Tooth Fairy. We ran our usual slate of errands and I never realized what machinations were going on in that curly head.
About 10 pm on Saturday I strolled into her room. I reached under the pillow for the tooth, the note and cash ready. That’s when I found it. A note to the tooth fairy:
Dear tooth fariey,
I hope you like my tooth.
If you don’t have that much money, just give me a very small stuffed anmal.
PS Does my mom really call you and why didn’t you pick up my tooth last time?
First of all I was sort of impressed that she thought the economy could have impacted the tooth fairy.
But secondly, I was reminded that this kid doesn’t forget ANYTHING. The tooth fairy had been late one time and at the time I explained that I’d forgotten to call her. And now, here I was, having to make excuses for the TOOTH FAIRY.
The Tooth Fairy left her slightly edited response:
Sorry I was late that time, there were high winds.
And yes, your mom calls me.
The next morning, Mireya was thrilled to find her note. She wrote a thank you letter and wanted to talk to the Tooth Fairy personally.
“You can’t talk to her,” I protested. “You’re not even supposed to know I have her number! It was a secret!”
“Then why did she tell me you called her?” asked Mireya, a.k.a. Perry Mason.
I sighed. “You know, to be honest, she’s not exactly the smartest fairy in the forest.”
Truer words were never spoken.
I called my sister and explained my predicament.
“Can’t you just wait until she forgets?” she asked.
“This is Mireya. She still hasn’t forgotten the green eggs incident from April Fools day, 2006.”
Fortunately a Texas Tooth Fairy was found, and after school on Monday Mireya talked to her. Imminently satisfied, she hung up and smiled a gap tooth grin.
Big sis Sierra pulled me aside “Who is that on the phone?”
“The tooth fairy.”
All I could do was smile.