A few months ago, Kiddo lost a tooth. In the tradition of children everywhere, he put it under his pillow, expecting a fair rate exchange from the Tooth Fairy.
Current value has skyrocketed to $1! I seem to recall that when I was his age it was about half that.
The problem was that the Tooth Fairy neglected to check her list carefully that night. He woke up to a tooth still under his pillow. I reassured him that all parents have ways to contact the really important people – Teachers, Santa Claus and even the Tooth Fairy. She made a stop that night and left a little extra cash. Guilt can be an excellent motivator.
I considered that this failure might be the end of that belief. Kiddo is ten years old; I’m not sure when that kind of thing happens. But there was only one way to find out for certain.
Tonight we found a note outside his door asking the Tooth Fairy to please remember him. Oh, my heart. So I printed up a fancy looking note asking for forgiveness and tucked under his pillow with two one dollar bills.
I’m glad that he still believes. Sometimes I need a bit of that reminder of innocence and it’s magical possibilities.