“My tooth came out!!”
I heard the words and it didn’t register for a second, then she declared “LOOK!”
We’re in the car and the Wife has just called my Mom to check in and chit-chat. We had just finished our biweekly outing where we go to a chiropractor to get straightened out and then go out for a quick bite. The chiro is a good 45 minute drive for use. But then, so is everything else.
The Wife had returned from a trip late last night and was too tired to decide on mundane things like where to eat, so we went to a Mexican joint which happens to be across the parking lot from a Best Buy. After scarfing Mexican we went into the Best Buy to walk off our meal and ogle at cool electronics. Actually, we did a bit more than ogle as we walked out with a Blue Ray player as well as some new DVD’s for the kids.
We had barely made it to the light less than a half-mile from the parking lot when she declared her tooth was out. After overcoming my initial shock at the words, my mind immediately jumped to the only logical possibility- she was pulling a fast one. I mean, it had only been this morning at 8 when she had come down and had me check and verify that the tooth was, in fact, loose. It was definitely loose, but not that loose.
Apparently, the apple was more effective than I had imagined.
Once the reality of the situation struck us, the Wife turned to me with a deadly serious expression and said “I hope the Tooth Fairy is ready.”
“The Tooth Fairy is always ready.” I calmly lied in reply. The Tooth Fairy had been caught with her wings folded this time.
“I just remembered that I have to get something from Kohl’s” she returned.
So as I’m sitting in the parking lot with the kids, the boy starts giving advice on what to do with the tooth, going so far as to offer his tooth box so she would have something to stash the tooth in for the Fairy’s visit. They also discussed possible gifts she might get.
When the Wife returned “empty handed” she let the lass tell Grandpa about her tooth coming out. Then she got to tell Memere and Grandpa as well. So as to insure the tooth’s safe passage back home (after all, no tooth- no Tooth Fairy) she had relinquished the tooth to the Wife who wrapped it in a tissue and placed it in her purse. When we finally arrived home, she was fast asleep.
With visions of Tooth Fairies dancing in her head.
Done.