Joshua will be eight (8!!!) in a couple of weeks, and he has just lost his third tooth. That’s right. Three teeth down, a million to go. I think by the time he loses all his baby teeth, he’ll be about ready to take the SATs. But anyhoo…it’s been so long since he lost the other two, that I can’t honestly remember what we said to him about the tooth fairy, but I think it was probably something along the lines of what we tell him about Santa: that she’s not real, just fun to pretend, and that $1 under your pillow comes from Mommy and Daddy, just like those presents under the tree.
But…
Yesterday after he triumphantly pulled his tooth all by himself (finally! The other two Bobby has had to nudge out), he and Sophie were talking about how the Tooth Fairy was going to come and leave him $2. (TWO DOLLARS? GEEZ.) Then Joshua said something like, “Well, Daddy says it’s really the Tooth Ogre.”
Huh?
“Ummm…you guys know the Tooth Fairy and the Tooth Ogre, or whatever…that’s not real, right?” I said.
“It’s not? Then who puts money under my pillow?” Joshua asked, looking rather confused.
“Who do you think, buddy?” I asked right back, figuring he’d come to the Mommy-and-Daddy conclusion.
“Umm…Jesus?”
Ok, so apparently he couldn’t take that logical leap after all! I really can’t compete with JC, so I think when I told him his tooth benefactors were Mom & Dad, he was a little disappointed. But I’m glad to know he thinks that Jesus wants to make sure his tooth troubles are taken care of!
But lucky for him, his Daddy hooked him up with not one, not two, but THREE gold $1 coins. So I think that soothed his disappointment a little. Now let’s hope he can remember who is in charge of tooth loss compensation when he loses his next one!
