Well, I believe Frannie’s first loose tooth got swallowed along with her chocolate cupcake at breakfast (thanks, Aunt Ash!) while camping last weekend, but a note to the Tooth Fairy alerted her to the issue…
…and she managed to find our tent and leave two shiny (oh, who am I kidding, dull) loonies under her pillow. When she woke up, Frannie told us they were each worth $11 (she was looking at where it said “Queen Elizabeth II”), but was perfectly satisfied with two bucks. And no, I did not make her share with her sister.
A few people have asked me what she got when she knocked her two front teeth out on the garage steps at 19 months old…and the answer is, nothing…so I guess we owe her retro pay for those ones. Maybe next time the Tooth Fairy will leave a note and a bonus.
I like the comments that were left regarding leaving a new toothbrush under the pillow, or Chelsey’s suggestion to set out a glass of water, and the Tooth Fairy will dip her dress in (food colouring) to let the child know what colour she was wearing. I just may use these next time!
Meanwhile, both girls visited the dentist for their first checkup this week (not counting Frannie’s pre- and post-op visits in toddlerhood) and they’re all clear. Their hygienist was absolutely fabulous with them (and coincidentally, was one of my French students when she was in Grades 7 and 8) and I think the television screen on the ceiling was a very important calming factor.
So…enough teeth excitement for this summer. Knock on wood. Oooh, maybe not a good choice of words.