So this happened yesterday, Nathan pulled out his very loose tooth. A few tears beforehand because it hurt, but he did it!
Then he asked the dreaded question - "Are you really the Tooth Fairy?" Ugh, I'm not ready for my baby to grow up yet! I didn't really answer him, but asked, "Why would I want your old teeth?!"
He went to bed last night with his tooth placed in the wagon tooth pillow, (it used to be DH's and all the boys have used it) with anticipation of what was to come during the night.
I thought about his question and realized at ten years old, he deserves to know the truth when asked. So I wrote this, although DH said I still didn't really answer his question!
He's still getting some money, I made it into an origami shirt and placed it in the wagon. And we're going Lego shopping, an extra plus for pulling it out himself.
He just woke up and came downstairs without checking under his pillow, then ran back upstairs to check!
Well, he's smiling, so I guess he's okay with it.
I really hope he doesn't ask about Father Christmas any time soon, I'm truly not ready for that one!