The other day my daughter had a baby tooth for the first time. When I boasted about this to some of my friends, they looked at me sympathetically, asking how long they had to calm the child down. After all, she was probably frightened when something fell off of her. What is there! For a child, it was just a holiday!
When will he fall out?
Daughters are over six years old. Many children in a kindergarten group had already lost more than a dozen teeth, and for some of them everything changed completely. All are actively discussing visits of tooth fairies, boasting trophies, the size of cash rewards and the amount of purchased sweets.
Separate pride – the holes between the remaining teeth and the new growth. And my daughter has nothing. On the other hand, many children in the kindergarten have teeth bitten by caries, therefore they were poked for prevention. My daughter has perfect teeth without a speck. And they sit like mushrooms.
But her such happiness, unlike me, does not please. She wants to quickly communicate with the Tooth Fairy. Therefore, already for half a year, periodically loosening the upper, then the lower tooth with fingers.
I was constantly pulling back, afraid that it would damage those that grow from below. But she still quietly practiced. Then I took her to the doctor (on the advice of the local readers). The dentist did not see any problems with this.
She said that all the kids are different, someone falls out faster, someone later. Anyway, no one with milk teeth until adulthood walks. And in general, it is necessary to rejoice that the permanent teeth are closed and do not deteriorate. The child seems to be calmed down. At the very least, self-torture stopped.
And so it happened!
She sat reading a book, stabbed lower tooth with her tongue, and suddenly he fell out! How much joy there was! The first thing she undertook is to draw a picture for the Tooth Fairy as she flies after her daughter’s tooth. The drawing along with the treasure was solemnly placed under the pillow.
It is clear that she expected to see money in the morning. And then I thought about the tariff. Her friend’s mom somehow let slip that she put the amount that is equal to our daily family budget. Given how many teeth I still have to buy, this tariff threatens to ruin me.
Putting a minimum, which is not a pity, is also not serious. With this money a child can only ride two times in a minibus. Oriented by kinder surprise, so that at least one was enough.
In the morning, of course, joy was the sea! The fairy took the tooth and the picture, left a coin. Money was given to my mother, so that in the evening we would go together and buy sweets: You will tell me how much it costs, and I will recruit how much I want !.
Of course, to combine the desires and capabilities is not very successful, my mother had to pay extra. But they ate candy along with great pleasure. Now her daughter proudly shines a hole between her teeth and tells everyone about the bounty of the fairies.
What is your relationship with the Tooth Fairy?