Towards the end of February, Dinah had a loose tooth. We were watching “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” with Danny Kaye, and her tooth was wiggly, and she just couldn’t leave it alone. We told her to wait until the movie was over to pull it out, but she didn’t listen. The prospect of getting a dollar from the tooth fairy was just too much for her to resist and so she plucked it.
Sometime before the movie was over, the tooth went missing. We searched all over after the movie was over. We cleaned up the family room and ran our hands over the carpet, but there was no sign of her tooth. She had been to the bathroom to look at her mouth in the mirror, and she had gone into the laundry room to throw away the washcloth that she bit on to stop the bleeding and so we searched the hallway and laundry room and bathroom as well but no tooth. This tooth was literally LOST. It just seemed to have vanished. And since she didn’t have a tooth to leave for the tooth fairy, the tooth fairy didn’t leave her a dollar.
By the end of March we still hadn’t found the tooth and Dinah had a nice little freak out because I went down there to vacuum.
This afternoon, Dinah found an envelope with a dollar and a note under her pillow. The note was from the tooth fairy, letting Dinah know that she found her tooth last night. The tooth fairy said that she has been checking for the lost tooth every time she has been in the area and she finally found it. Apparently it hid really well in our newer, fluffy carpet downstairs.
