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First Tooth Fairy Gig

After much drama involving a tooth barely hanging on and twisted sideways.  After Norah screaming, “Nobody touch it!!”  After encouragement from the Lewis kids.  “It won’t hurt and then the tooth fairy will come!”  After a quiet counseling session with Noelle.  “What makes you afraid?  Would you like to pray about your fear of blood?”  After walking around with a spit cup because she refused to swallow for an hour (her tongue kept touching the tooth).  After a mother contemplating sitting on the child and just getting it over with.  Norah calmly walked into the room holding her tooth and feeling as satisfied as I’ve ever seen her.

She had a tiny tooth fairy box that the dentist gave her.  To say she was excited is an understatement.  She made us take a bazillion pictures. 

For the last year, Norah has been very clear about one thing:  the tooth fairy will not bring her money.  The tooth fairy will “sparkle me.” 

Ok, easier said than done.  We had glitter glue ready.  We had sparkly tattoos on hand.  What we didn’t count on:  excited child.  Norah usually sleeps like a rock.  Not this night.  Each time we crept in to sparkle her, she woke up!  So we did it in increments.  Yes, we set the alarm to wake every two hours and try again.  One tattoo ended up on her forehead because Scott took advantage of rubbing her head back to sleep.  As he talked with her, he was applying the tattoo on her forehead.  It is still there. 

In the end, we got glitter footprints on her cheek, two tats on her arm, glitter down the other arm, and the tat on her forehead.  We also threw glitter all over her bed.  No, I didn’t regret that.  Totally worth the clean-up. 

She was so excited when she woke.  She is certain she saw the tooth fairy flying away.  Certain.  We had to leave early that morning to drive to Atlanta.  Norah’s unending chatter and excitement about her tooth helped make the good-byes with my sister, Zach, and Asher a little bit easier. 

Of course, after sharing her experience with other kids, she has decided next time she wants money.  The paper kind.  You know, mom?  The green kind.