May 23, 2005

Gratuitous Domestic Posting (TM)

Our seven year old lost her first tooth this weekend. Being the sort of girl she is, she was adamant that the Tooth Fairy should make the cash-for-tooth swap under her pillow, with no interference whatsoever from Mom or Dad.

Being a parent means being prepared to lie through your teeth from time to time - we assured the girl that we would keep out of the way and let the T.F. do her business unaided.

Of course, there is no family action without some kind of equal and opposite reaction. For the past two mornings, the five year old has come out of her room absolutely in tears because the "Money Fairy" didn't leave anything under her pillow.

Being a parent also means being prepared to stomp on bad ideas when they manifest themselves - we assured this girl that there is no such thing as the Money Fairy and she had better stop having tantrums about it right now.

Never a dull moment.


MEANWHILE, BACK AT RANCHO NON-SEQUITOR... our eldest lost her tooth around the same time Saturday evening. It's the fifth (I think), so a little less of the hoopla, but not by much.

The excitement began however when she proceeded to drop it down the sink in the bathroom while washing it off to put in her "tooth bag" that she knitted at school (make no sense? Ask Jordana to explain the ways of the hippie kraut school).

So while Gordo, Rusty, and Vader knows who else were up in Dee-Cee whooping it up at Jawapalooza 05, I was on my back earning my keep (quit the snickering in the back row!) undoing the trap in the sink.

Let's just say that the house is seven years old, and so there was quite a bit of crud in there. I emptied the sucker into the sink above it, with the plug thingee thorougly in and a bucket and towel underneath.

No tooth.

So I did my best Ed Harris/Apollo 13 impersonation and open up the plug-thingee just a teensy bit (can you imagine Ed Harris using the words "thingee" and "teensy bit" in Apollo 13? No? What if George Lucas wrote the script?) This was necessary as there was no way in the world I was sticking my hand into that sink full of gunk.

Three minutes later, sure enough, there was the tooth on the bottom. Wahlah! Greatest Dad of All Time.

Who would have thunk unexpectedly washing the van and retrieving a lost tooth out of a sink trap is the basis of marital bliss?

Oh, and Rob, we'll have to make sure the kids don't compare notes, as the "Money Fairy" gave E K's money.

Posted by Robert at May 23, 2005 12:29 PM

Ah, memories! My sister actually kicked out the first tooth I lost, on the jungle gym in our back yard. I didn't actually mind because I'd been the only one in my class who hadn't yet lost a tooth. . . but the trauma/drama ensued when we couldn't find the tooth in the grass. I made my mom write a note to the tooth fairy explaining the situation, assuring her that I had indeed lost a tooth, and offering a substitute. My first affidavit! I guess they should have figured out then my eventual career path.

Posted by: Sarah at May 23, 2005 04:45 PM

What a great idea, though. Here, the gel actually lost her tooth Friday morning and took it to school to show everybody. At some point during the day, she lost it and hysterics ensued. Fortunately, it was recovered eventually, so I didn't have to go to Plan B, but if we lose one in the future, your idea is going to be my first choice!

Posted by: Robert the LB at May 23, 2005 05:56 PM
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