The other day at school, a third grade girl showed me where she had a lost a tooth the previous day.Â
“Did the tooth fairy visit?”Â I asked.
“Yes,” she replied, “and I got TEN DOLLARS!”
Ah, how times have changed.Â I realize my childhood was many years ago – close to fifty years since my early elementary school years when I lost teeth and had the tooth fairy visit.Â My childhood tooth fairy was creative.Â My brothers and sisters and I usually got a quarter, but we never found a single quarter lying predictably under our pillows.Â Instead, we’d get maybe two dimes and a nickel, or five nickels, andÂ each coin wouldÂ be hidden in a different place in and around the bed – maybe one inside the pillow case, another between the mattress and box spring or one between the sheets at the bottom of the bed.Â Losing a tooth meant an exciting searchÂ for treasure the next morning.
With my own children, I followed the same idea.Â Of course they received more money than I did as a child.Â I also threw in the bonus ofÂ a scavenger hunt to get their loot.Â I sometimes got very elaborate with their hunts.Â I’d write rhymed clues, and they’d have to search all over the house to get their tooth fairy money. It’s a nice memory, and I’m glad I took the time to make those occasions special.Â I hope my two children – now adults – also remember them with a smile.