The six year old is losing his teeth.
The first one popped out after he ate some fruit leather. No preamble, no wiggling, he just came into the kitchen, bleeding, holding his wee tooth, and said, “Hey guys, check this out.”
He provided this sketch, for posterity:
He’d already heard of the tooth fairy, I’m assuming from his friends at school (in much the same way I’m assuming he’ll learn about sex). So he had no questions, and expected a nice, smooth transaction.
And that is what he got.
The second tooth came out on Wednesday.
He was brushing his teeth, the sink filled with blood, and there was another tooth.
He was mentally spending his impending windfall, when a crestfallen look came over his face.
“Aw, man! My Show & Share day’s not till Friday! I wish I could have taken this in!”
“Well, maybe you could wait, and not put it under your pillow till Friday night”, I offered.
“Or…” And he ran off.
Minutes later, he came back with this:
My kid put the tooth fairy on a layaway plan.
(On a side note, I’m having a dilemma. I saved the first tooth. It’s sitting in an old baby food jar. Seemed like the thing to do. But now that I have two teeth, it just seems kind of weird and creepy. What am I saving these for? Is this really a keepsake he’s going to want to have in 40 years? Do I make jewelery out of them? Is there some kind of a black market, where I could be selling them? I need help, here, people.)