I have a confession to make. My 10 year old son still believes in the tooth fairy as well as all of said fairy's cohorts. Whew! I feel so much better. Not really, though, and here's why: He refuses to believe they aren't true. Last year right before Christmas my daughter asked me if I was going to fess-up about Santa to him. She reminded me that I told her when she was 8, and it was time that he needed to know. [sigh] I had/have 2 problems. Unlike with my daughter, no one had told my son anything, and he's also my "baby". It's different with your "baby." She and I agreed to tell him together, but not directly. We were going to "feel" him out, so to speak, to try to see how it was going to go. Well, it didn't go too well. He just looked at us and said, "Of course there's a Santa." [Well, duh, of course there's a "santa" ~ me and my husband.] I asked him if he had heard anything at school or from his friends "about Santa," and he replied, "No, like what?" My daughter and I looked at each other with our hearts in our eyes [of course, we rolled our eyes, too], and we shrugged our shoulders. We just didn't have the heart to do it. I'm not usually a softie, though, but this has been difficult. I'm usually pretty cut and dry ~ a "this is the way it is, get used to it" kind of mom, but this is really hard. At the same time, I absolutely hate keeping up the charade, especially at Christmas. It's expensive and a lot of work.
Well, I've drug my feet on this issue too long. Last night my son lost another tooth, and all I could think was "Oh crap. I don't have a dollar bill!" I also was out of little-sized ziploc baggies. So, he had to use a gallon-sized baggie for the tooth. [Yes, I know it's wasteful, but...] As far as I'm concerned, if you're old enough to pull your own tooth out, clean up after yourself in the bathroom, and locate a gallon-sized baggie to put your tooth in, then you're too old for the tooth fairy, right? However, I was tired and didn't feel like having this discussion. My daughter lent me a dollar bill, which she said I didn't have to pay back right away. [Her generosity just takes my breath away.] Then, I waited and waited and waited for him to fall asleep.
I'm pretty sure you can guess what happened. I fell asleep before he did. I woke up at 4 a.m. and remembered what I didn't do. ["Oh crap."] My son had fallen asleep in my daughter's room because they had been watching a movie. He was on the floor with 2 blankets and 4 pillows. [Big sigh & another "Oh crap."] So I began the search for the BIG baggie with the little tooth in it. No luck. I checked everywhere very carefully. No
It was now 4:30 a.m., and my son was beginning to stir. Actually, more than stir. He flipped over on his side, and mumbled and grunted a little bit, and that was the exact moment that I had this wonderfully brilliant idea. [Uh-oh.] If I woke him up quickly like he was having a bad dream & told him maybe he should go to the bathroom, then I could really look under all those pillows and blankets for that
Later when he woke up, I asked him if the tooth fairy had come [because dang it, I wanted to know where that