Tonight during bath time, Jill finally said it. I knew it would happen. I knew the bubble would burst one day. I think she has known for awhile. But finally, she said it. As I rinsed the shampoo from her hair, she dropped the bomb. No, not the f-bomb. That was last week.
She. Said. Shedidn'tbelieveinthetoothfairy. Oh my God. I couldn't believe.
"Where did you hear that? Who told you that? What gave you that idea?" I questioned her. I needed to know just how much she knew.
"No one told me. I just figured it out. It is the mommies. The mommies are the toothy fairy."
I demanded to know what made her think that. She listed her reasons.
A. Fairies are not real.
B. There is no way for one fairy to get to every kid with a lost tooth on the same night. (Ummm hello, Santa does it. Why can't the tooth fairy?)
C. Why would the tooth fairy give each person different things?
I had no good answers. She was on to me. I had a choice. Outright lie and tell her that her deductive reasoning sucks and she is oh so wrong. Or I could fess up.
So? I told her. I told her it was the mommies. And sometimes Kenny, when you know, he accidentally knocks her loose tooth out while I am out of town for the weekend.
I asked her if it made her sad. She did not seem sad at all. More like proud. Happy with herself for figuring out what the truth was.
Then a curious look crossed her face. "What did you do with all of my teeth?"
I paused midway through combing her hair. "Uhhh. Ummm. I. Kept them."
"You what?!" She screamed.
"I didn't know what to do with them, and I felt bad throwing out your teeth." I shrugged.
She? Laughed. Hysterically.
"Where did you keep them?" She gasps out between laughs.
"In my drawer."
She laughs harder.
"Oh shut up." She keeps laughing at me. Then she wants to see them. So, I oblige. And she turns on me. She brings it to Kenny. Laughing the whole way.
"Mom keeps my gross teeth in her drawer!" She is still laughing. I scowl.
I am sooo not telling her that every time I played tooth fairy, I put on fairy wings, a tutu, and skipped around with a wand. She'd really laugh at me then.