Attention: Toothfairy!

So today at lunch Goober lost his very first tooth! So tonight while he sleeps the tooth fairy gets to come and take his tooth from under his pillow as he sleeps and leave some moola! (I'm so glad he didn't swallow it... how does the tooth fairy get it and give the cashola then?)

When I was little the tooth fairy came to our house when I lost teeth. It was fun to get money for pretty much nothing :)

At one point my family moved from one state to another... I was FREAKED out that the tooth fairy wouldn't be able to find me. You would have thought I would be concerned about Santa, too right? Apparently not. Apparently he was magical enough to find me no matter what. But the tooth fairy? Nope. She must not have seemed very capable... maybe it was her size... I dunno, I don't remember much about it... except the fact that my mom got inventive and showed me where the tooth fairy lived.

That's right! The tooth fairy lived in the very town that we just moved to! Amazing! She had kind of a cool house too... right next to a low bridge downtown, in a little castle like building (that is actually a pump house for making sure aforementioned bridge doesn't flood). Very fairytale like! Alright, well apparently she could find me cause she lived so close!

So this makes me curious... how did your family do the tooth fairy growing up?

Ode to the retainer...

In fifth grade I wore headgear. All 24 hours long. Every day. Just like I was told to. Nasty ugly thing that it was! I felt like a bumper car at the fair with that thing sticking out in front of my face all the time, but figured in the end it would be worth it and I would be done with it sooner than later. True that was, I was done with headgear in less than a year.

Then came the braces. Add to that the rubber bands and the regular tightening appointments at the orthodontist's office. Oh the sore mouth! I remembering not wanting to eat ANYTHING just for the fact that my gums felt bruised. Two years later I was through with the braces! Hooray!

I had perfectly straight, healthy, shiny teeth! And a permanent retainer to keep them in place... I hated flossing around it, but what was a kid to do?


A few years later I had dental work done that they had to cute through the permanent retainer to do... and then again a year or so later... after a while of patching up the darned thing I could no longer floss around it. So they took it off. And gave me one to wear at night.

This is where I fell off the wagon. Hard.

nighttime? when you get to college isn't that the time you are supposed to sleep? Remember to wear my retainer.... Ha! It had been a few years anyhow right? What was the likelihood that my teeth would move now anyways?! (I assumed, not high)

Well, I was sorely mistaken. Now I have a big gap between my two front teeth. And to fix it doesn't just mean something simple. Oh, no. It means braces again. OH THE HORROR. Why, oh why didn't I wear my retainer? I now realize that I effectively chucked my parents well earned money down the loo.

Grrrrr.