Tooth Fairy Unmasked

Yesterday I told the crazies the truth. Actually, what got me to do it was the fact that my Oldest, who is twelve, still believes in the tooth fairy. Now, my Girl has had her doubts and has even accused me of the various gifting of change in large amounts into a cup that she'd find in the morning, but I have always sort of lied and acted dumb. It has disturbed me greatly of late to see that my son would leave notes pleading with the tooth fairy to spare an extra buck or two. It is equally disturbing to see his eyes shine at the thought of something fluttery, pink, and prissy, armed with a wand. I think. I have had to tell mountains of lies about what this thing looks like, what she or it does with the teeth, you know.

So the Professor had this grand idea to put a note next to my son's cup of change with Lord of the Rings script on it. The Oldest would enter the bathroom and find the note, unable to decipher it. Grand idea. He meticulously copied the characters and I scanned them as well to make sure it did not look like his small, cramped print that only the Professor could write himself. This was to lightly inform the boy that the tooth fairy is not real. Not my idea. I just wanted to out right tell them.

I got up the next morning forgetting all about it. Finally as I was making coffee the note was shoved in my face and my son said, "This is Lord of the Rings code!" He was angry.

I ignored him, feigning fatigue and disorientation.

He proceeded to get one of the books from our library and yelled out, "This is from the back of the book! Did you write this?! This looks sort of like Dad's writing!"

I continued to make coffee. Just keep the money and be happy dude. Not my idea.

It was a constant subject of the day. Why would a fairy write in Lord of the Rings language? Gee, I don't know, maybe all the fairies come from Middle-Earth! Maybe Gimli and Legolas, whenever they would lose baby teeth, would anxiously await some sort of mithril or something to cascade into their goblets while they were asleep.

I got sick of hearing about it. This note---this thing that was not my doing anyway. "Dad doesn't write that good, Mom must have done it." (I realize that was poor grammar)

This sealed it. They could not pin the note on me.

So later on in the day I was having issues with keeping my cool because I was being back talked all day long. I decided then and there to drop the bomb. I called all the kids from upstairs where I had banished them.

"Who is the tooth fairy?" I asked. I had my hand on my hip, mouth puckered in slight anger.

They all stood there silent and confused. The Oldest clutched his book tighter. Eraser Eater looked at the wall but had a slight smile. The Girl looked a bit bewildered.

"Santa Claus?" I asked----to sort of taunt them.

Eraser Eater's smile got bigger. "Daddy!?" he squealed.

"No," I said sharply. "And it is nothing imaginary. Do you think that I would allow some weird fairy to come into my house? Do you think I would allow something unnatural to take my children's teeth? Don't you think that is a little frightening and odd?"

They all had crestfallen faces. The Girl lifted her arm and pointed, face shrewd. "You!" she yelled.

The Oldest's mouth dropped open in shock. "How could you?!"

I don't know what I expected. I didn't expect anything, really.

"I did think that it could have been an angel at one point," said Eraser Eater, "but I wasn't sure."

"I did think it was you for a long time," said the Girl, "but then I thought of all the money you would have had to touch and I can not imagine you holding coins. Did you have to hold them all that time? I'm sorry."

"Yes, I did hold the money, but I just washed my hands, you know, once I dropped the coins in the cup," I said with a nod to the Girl.

"Does this mean we don't get money if we lose a tooth anymore?!" the Oldest yelped hoarsely.


Groovy Mom said...

It couldn't be you! You don't like holding coins! Ha! Ha! That's priceless.

Lyssa said...

Oh my goodness, this was the FUNNIEST (I mean, most funny) tooth fairy story I have ever heard!

thislittlepiggy said...

I'm so glad I'm not the only fairy that's been outed! Snort.

thislittlepiggy said...

Um... You know what I meant. ;o)

doozie said...

well there you go. It's all out in the open, you can now relax and just handle the coins endlessly, maybe even graduate to dollar bills in order not to have to touch the coins, I"m not sure how it feels to have 3 or 4 or however many kids to give money to when they lose their teeth, what about their college fund?

Sheri said...

Oh, that's the saddest tooth fairy story I've ever read.

As the author of a picture book about a very big-attitude tooth fairy with high-tech gadgets, one of the questions I get from school kids when I do school visits is: "Is the tooth fairy real?"

One little girl went so far as to say, "Is the tooth fairy real? Please, please tell me pretty please with a cherry on top!"

Calling her up to stand with me in front of 300 kids ranging from Kindergarten to fourth grade, I looked at her and said, "Yes, the tooth fairy is real. But like all fairies, she simply disappears when YOU stop believing in her."

So sad, so true. But life goes on. ;-)

Sheri Bell-Rehwoldt
Author, You Think It's Easy Being the Tooth Fairy?
12,000 copies sold!

R said...

Sheri---My kids are just too big for it. They were getting suspicious lately, so I decided to fess up. Probably not the best way to do it. It seems sort of like a violation, but then, truth is sort of violating, and frankly, truth just hurts. I am thankful that Santa Claus never entered our home or my children's imagination. I would have a lot of explaining to do AGAIN because I would probably drop the bomb this year if he were.

Sheri said...

yeah, I know. it's just so sad when kids lose that trust in the magical, you know? ;-)


p.s. I hated those pervie mall Santas as a kid! HA!

R said...


My parents acted like Santa was the devil so I never got the pleasure of sitting on a Santa lap.

My consolation about the magical is the wonder of books and great literature---like Lord of the Rings and Narnia---these things you can never be to old to enjoy or believe in! :)

Dapoppins said...

In the end, it was all about the money for him, wasn't it?

And what did the professor do when all this came out?