The following post was emailed to us by a patient... It started as an email from the father to the mother on the morning after there was supposed to be a visit from the Tooth Fairy, then was passed on to us. We simply could not pass up the opportunity to share this with you. However, our disclaimer is this: it is NOT for the "true" believers, so allow those that truly believe, to read at a later date... Enjoy...
I forgot to replace Annie's tooth with a dollar last night. She was disappointed, but didn't rip the sackcloth and pour ashes on her head like Greta; yes, that is a sad reminder we have done this to both girls. There is a good reason we don't have a third child.
I told Annie that the fairy couldn't make it last night because of the weather and that they were awake through the night. As Annie digested this lie, covering for the chief lie of the tooth fairy, Greta had that look that only Greta can have. I could tell she wanted to hang on to this childlike belief, but the evidence now demanded a verdict. I'm putting words in her head, but I think it went something like, "The tooth fairy is now dead to me."
Rather than sulk in this cold, hard fact of life, Greta dug deep and realized the tooth fairy was not yet dead to Sissy. Annie and I went on a search for her clothes and when we came back into the room, Greta said, "Annie, are you sure the tooth fairy didn't leave you something? You may want to look again." She had put one of her own dollars under Annie's pillow when we left the room. That was a rare and tender moment forever etched in my soul. Our sweet Greta is growing up to be a liar just like her mom and dad.
I ended up distracting Annie and gestured to Greta to take the dollar away without Annie noticing. I winked at Greta and she picked up on that we would take care of it tonight. It was a wordless bond between two liars.
The tooth fairy is dead to one, and on life support for the younger.
