Cue The Tooth Fairy

At the age of 5 years 10 months old, at approximately 2:45am on the day before Remembrance Day, my first child lost his first tooth. As I lay in bed, not being able to go back to sleep (for over an hour and a half I might add), a slideshow of memories from years gone by played in my head. Another reminder that my little man is growing too fast -- sniff.



Now to figure out how the Tooth Fairy works these day. I remember getting some nickles and dimes or a quarter or two but I'm sure that just won't fly these days. Steve and I have started the discussion on how much the Tooth Fairy should leave. He asked me what I thought and I drew a blank. His suggestion, $5 for the first tooth and $2 for every tooth after. My mouth dropped. Holy crap, that sounds like a lot! But, when you think of what the cost of gas used to be when I was 5 years old, I guess getting a few dollars from the Tooth Fairy is keeping in tune with inflation. At this rate, my grandchildren will be rich from loosing teeth!

OK, I just realized me talking about gas is like my mom taking about bread and milk. The "I remember when" stories are starting. I can hear it now, "Mom, not again. We've heard that one already, a bazillion times."

Do you have any memories of losing your first teeth?