This morning at 6:23 am, as Stryker was nibbling his breakfast nugget, he complained about the gaping hole his tooth left behind.
"Ouch, Mom. That molar was huge and so is this empty spot."
A few minutes later, the Matron casually mentioned she needed to run upstairs and get 'something.' She sauntered off until hitting the stairs where she high-tailed it to her bedroom to frantically scrounge through pockets in the dark until nailing a handful of change which she raced upstairs to Stryker's room and deposited under his pillow.
Just in case he hadn't already checked. Just in case he believed. Still?
The deed then done, she flew downstairs just as he was heading up. When he came back down, he had that handful of change in his hand.
Stryker: "Look what the Tooth Fairy left, Mom. Change."
Matron: "How much?" she had no idea--it was dark!
Stryker: "Just over a dollar. I bet I know why it was change and not a real bill."
Matron: "Why?"
Stryker: "The tooth had a cavity. I bet you get less for those."
Oh, how she loves that child!
But man, oh man. How to break the news? When? Sigh. . . don't even get her going on Santa.
Because he really does exist.
16 comments:
If they want to believe, they believe. It's cute, isn't it? My oldest ones were true believers, but my 5th (she's 6) already has it all figured out.
Let him belive. There's so little magic in the world.
My kids still believe just a little in all that stuff and they're your age. Hey, never hurts. Better to believe and cover all the bases than to scoff and miss out on the loot.
I <3 you Matron. You are the business.
I decided I couldn't bear to celebrate another Christian holiday, so I ditched Christmas this year and came clean on the whole Santa/Tooth fairy/Easter bunny thing. I hear my worst parent ever award is in the mail.
My younger son told me that he pretended to believe in Santa a lot longer than he actually did, so he would get more loot.
Good one, Mama! We still believe in all that stuff around here, even though once the Tooth Fairy forgot to come, and we told our then 6 year-old that she was off for Cinco de Mayo.
I think you get the Mother of the Day award!
If it means money or presents, my kids will believe forever!
Let him believe as long as possible. The world needs every bit of magic it can get these days.
I don't think there is anything wrong with believing in magic.
Don't you wish you would have never even started that damn lies? Breaking it to them just sucks.
We just broke it, accidentally, to our 11 year old about 3 months ago. She happened to hear a conversation between her older sisters and me and all hell broke loose.
Makes me wish I would have done something else really cool from the beginning that didn't include the lies, but still made the holidays a lot of fun.
Oh, well, let him believe as long as you can, they grow up too fast anyway:)
Heck, I still want to believe.
I think the oldest (13) has it figured out but he has yet to admit it to us. The younger two are true believers, so we have a few more years to go, which is just fine by me.
Sometimes lies are good. :) I wouldn't say that Santa, or the tooth fairy, or any of the rest aren't real, they just don't always take the form that we might expect.
Nice going! I love all the magical peeps :-)
Too funny! My friend told me they give Sacajawea coins at the post office if you use the machine to buy stamps. I've been in that lobby late at night...
I have a friend who tells her still believing 12 year old boy that yes, Santa absolutely exists. He's real. But "Santa" isn't a 'he' or a man in the way you might expect. Still magic, but just something different. I love that!
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