The Tooth Mouse is revealed

C is very clever. I should have known sooner rather than later that one day she'd find out that Himself and I are the Tooth Mouse.

This morning started out pretty much like any other. She got out of bed, came to greet me and made herself some cereal. Then she asked if she could watch a bit of tv. I told her that while it was still too early (it was 7am) if she did her chores for the morning then she could. I made up a list for her and didn't think anything of it. Until that is, she came to me and asked me to write one specific word, a word that completely and utterly unmasked my alter ego.

See, sometime last year during a particularly viscious thunder and rain storm, one of her teeth came out. She put it in her shoe with a piece of cheese and went to sleep. At 5am the next morning, Himself and I woke as usual and realised that we'd forgotten to take the tooth and cheese the night before. As neither one of us had any loose change, I wrote her a note saying that due to the amount of rain, the Tooth Mouse had been unable to collect her tooth and signed it from The Tooth Mouse. She was very upset that her tooth was still in her shoe when she woke and that afternoon after school when I gave her the note she felt a bit better. That night, as soon as she was deeply enough asleep, Himself and I took the tooth and cheese and left her a bit more than we usually do. She was happy and we forgot all about it.

Until today. After I wrote the word she requested, she hauled out that note that the Tooth Mouse had left her and accused me in no uncertain terms of being the Tooth Mouse because the word on the note and the word I had written looked exactly alike. I burst out laughing. I couldn't help myself. I should have denied it all but she caught me totally unawares.

And clever little girl that she is, she said, no demanded, that the next time a tooth comes loose, we will be paying her. The Tooth Mouse might not exist but the money sure does.

Fangs

Metal mouth

C has to have two milk teeth taken out today. Poor kid. It all started two weeks ago when I took her to see the dentist about a hole in a milk tooth. He cleaned it out, filled it and then sat me down for a talk. Her mouth is too small for all her teeth he said, and as a result some of her teeth on the top have come out behind the others. Way behind. He recommended a few orthodontists. We saw a really good one last week who recommended braces for C's top front teeth for now. The two milk teeth are in the way and have to come out before he puts the braces on in March. She gets to wear the braces for 8 or 9 months.

Back home, J (the little bugger) started joking around about her soon to be put in braces. In a way I am glad he did, his teasing is only the start of what is going to come.

She was very upset about the teasing so we spoke about the coming months, the treatment and what it is going to do for her and why it is so necessary. She understands why it has to be done but is not at all happy about being teased for it.

Still, I pity her. Children can be nasty and cruel for no reason. I'm going to make sure that the Tand Muis (Tooth Fairy) leaves behind a huge pile of loot for the teeth tonight.