In April, 2010, when Andrew was 2 1/2, a tumor was discovered behind his eye. The tumor was removed, but it was found to be an aggressive cancer. He endured seven months of chemo and six weeks radiation. In December of 2010, the day after his last treatment, he was rushed to the ER with an almost fatal bacterial infection. He survived.

He is now seven-years-old!! I don't visit here much, because during the ordeal, this is where I dumped everything--my rage, my fear, my sadness, my ugly, my hope, my everything. But I want all of you who supported and prayed for us to hear his updates. You helped me survive, and I am deeply thankful. Every once in awhile, I will check in to let you know how he's doing. Please continue to pray that cancer will never return to his body. Thank you.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Tardy Tooth Fairy

When Aaron got off the bus yesterday he was beaming.  I knew something great had happened, even before he spoke.  He lost his 5th tooth, before his friend Alex!!!  (Apparently there was a competition).  Around his neck was the trophy, a tooth shaped necklace, and inside, a lower lateral incisor.  This preceded an evening of discussion and pondering about the reality of the Tooth Fairy.

"Is it really just you? My friends say their parents take the teeth...but that doesn't make sense, why would you want my teeth?" I just smile and raise my hands a bit to suggest that it doesn't make any sense to me either.

And I am debating to myself,  should I just tell him?  I feel dishonest.  But no.  I have two more boys with teeth.  Once Aaron knows, there is no keeping that secret.  And the Tooth Fairy is fun.  So I just try to stay as quiet as possible and let him come to his own conclusions.

After going round and round about the logic of the tooth fairy and possible parental intervention he decides, "There must be a Tooth Fairy."

So last night he wrote a very long note.

In case you can't read that, or don't want to try, I will interpret:

Dear Tooth Fairy: 
Instead of money I want a super power instead.  But if you can't give me a super power give me four dollars.  Give me a force field.  How you activate the force field: snap your fingers once.  How you unactivate the force field is by snapping your fingers.


Apparently I cosigned without realizing it.   That gave it a little extra oomph and authority I suppose.

However, while I was pondering, and a honestly a bit turned off by the many "give me's" in the note, I was also smiling about the force field.  Who gave him that idea?  While I was trying to decide how to handle it, and how much money I should really give him, I fell asleep.  Oops..:(

So this morning I faced a VERY disappointed and crying six year old, who had no force field, no four dollars, no nothin. 

So he went over and over in his mind, and outloud, what might have gone wrong.  "Do you think it is because it was in the toothcase?  Maybe she didn't see it?"

I told him that maybe there were "so many first graders with lost teeth last night that she didn't get around to all of them." 

But that didn't satisfy.  He ruminated and ruminated.  "Try again tonight," I said.  "I bet she will come."

"Okay, he said.  But this time I am going to ask for 10 dollars for being late."


So I am composing a letter to Aaron for the Tooth Fairy:

Dear Aaron,
I am so sorry about not getting your tooth last night. 
There was an accident in the tooth castle and all of the teeth came crumbling down. 
 I had to spend all night fixing it up.  I used up all of my force fields to put a protective barrier around the castle to prevent future accidents and future delays in tooth pick-ups.   I also used lots of money to pay the construction workers who helped me fix the castle, so I am a little low on cash.  Here are two dollars.  Thank you so much for your beautiful tooth.  I am so sorry I was late to pick it up.

Your Friend,
The Tooth Fairy

Whatever happened to a quarter under the pillow!!!?



  1. Ha! I love the note. I can still remember when I got "paper money" under my pillow once. It was awesome!

  2. i'm glad you didn't tell him. i knew that santa and the tooth fairy weren't real for a really long time, yet i chose to ignore the facts and just keep believing. its fun. its part of being a kid.
    i remember one time my mom forgot to get my tooth, and so she wrote me a note the next night saying something about a storm. yet i still only got a quarter....

  3. Hysterical. I love that he wants super powers. I want super powers. My 11-year old frequently asks me what I would choose if I could choose a super power:) BUT. I love more that you're keeping the tooth fairy alive. What happened to the days when parents telling their kids about fairies and Santa for that matter was how kids were taken care of? Part of how their childhood was preserved. My son knew from his peers there was a high likelihood of no tooth fairy but he so wanted to believe. And he asked me all the same type of questions. At one point, when he was about eight, he said, you wouldn't lie to me, right? I took a leap of faith but I said "no" fully knowing that one day I would explain why I kept up the fantasy. He had had enough of reality! And when I finally conceded the truth this year - 11! (he had been playing along for a while) he thanked me. Thanked me for being so sweet and making it real for him for so long. He said he would do the same for his kids.

  4. Two dollars?! Talk about inflation! I only got a quarter (per tooth) when I was little.
    I hear you about all the "gimme's". I tell Evan every single day about gratitude for what he has instead of thinking of what seems like all the time about the things he doesn't have that he wants. I don't know how to get him to understand. I guess 4 is a little young for that, though.
    Good luck with the Tooth Fairy tonight. I hope she makes it.

  5. sooooo cute! our tooth fairy gives $1, a piece of sugarless gum, and a note too :)

  6. I am a terrible tooth fairy! We seem to have a very forgetful tooth fairy around here that gets to your tooth when she finally remembers, but because she feels so guilty, there is often more than a dollar under the pillow.

    I'm broke.

  7. This is so sweet! I love that he asked for super powers and a force field.

    My daughter(6) just wrote a note to the tooth fairy recently asking for a stuffed puffle instead of money. She hadn't lost a tooth at the time though so I told her the tooth fairy wouldn't come to see it. They only come when there's a tooth under the pillow.

    Have you heard about the glass of water on the window sill so you can see what colour wings the fairy has (she'll dip her wings in the water to show you). My daughter tried it out and was thrilled when it worked! lol...

  8. I accidently threw away Munchie's first tooth before she put it under her pillow. I carved a cashew into a tooth-shape and she didn't know the difference.

    I too used to get a quarter. Munchie's first tooth cost me (I mean the tooth fairy) $5, but she was told that this first tooth (i.e. cashew) was EXTRA special and she probably wouldn't see $5/tooth again.

  9. There is a tooth fairy, absolutely, yes there is. And she is one heck of a multi-tasker! =>

  10. I've read somewhere that some kids even get as much as $20 PLUS gifts for each tooth they lose! What a ripoff, right? LOL. But yeah, just keep the money (and the excuses) coming. My dentist in Atlanta, GA even advised me to slip in some random tooth fairy notes under their pillow like "Brush your teeth every day or else I won't come to pick up your next tooth." It's been working, actually!


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