Dreaming on Both Sides of the Pillow

Disney dream bedMy oldest son is, apparently, taking a hiatus from losing teeth, but the youngest is more than making up for it. He loses teeth faster than a Breaking Bad extra.

For example, his remaining front tooth has been teasing everyone, especially those standing at a hard right from his mouth, for the better part of the month, and last night it finally took the plunge.

“It was holding on by a fred,” he said.

And it was.

He had spent weeks brushing that lone tooth like a butler polishing silver, equal parts love and resentment, knowing that there was value in both its existence and its disappearing.

He wondered loudly about the risks involved should he continue to rinse with Listerine.

“I want it to fall out,” he said. “And Lissreen makes teef stronger.”

He was right. Listerine Smart Rinse for Kids does make teeth stronger, but I assured him that it would not prevent nature from running its course. Besides, I already told you that the tooth fell out (stay with me, people), but what I didn’t say was where it happened. Intrigue!

The boys are spending this last week of summer with their grandparents, who happen to be Jehovah’s Witnesses — that means they don’t acknowledge such things as Tooth Fairies (they are, however, allowed to clap for Tinker Bell at their own discretion). This made everyone, namely me, a little uncomfortable.

“The Toof Fairy didn’t come,” he told me over the phone.

I had two stories in place. The first was a rather gruesome tale about the harsh pesticides used by his grandparents, which held implications I didn’t care to discuss, and one a little bit safer. I went with the latter.

“I don’t think the Tooth Fairy knows you are there,” I told him. “I heard some noise in your room, and when I went to investigate I found a note asking where the tooth was, and a promise to come back when you put it under your pillow.”

“Were there any coins?” he asked.

“For what?”

“I losth my toof, remember?”

“Keep the tooth safe, and when you get home I’ll tell the Tooth Fairy that you are ready. She’ll bring coins then.”

“Will you email her?” he asked.

“Something like that,” I answered.

“Okay. Don’t put anything else under my pillow.”

“I wasn’t planning on it,” I said. “Besides, what would I put there?”

“A white LEGO,” he replied. “You can’t fool her.”

“Good to know.”

“And you know what, Daddy?” he asked.


“I got another loosth toof.”

“Pace yourself, Kid.”

I haven’t totally ruled out pesticides.


I received products from Johnson & Johnson as part of my participation in the LISTERINE® Kids Cavity-Free School Year Program. All thoughts and opinions expressed in this post are my own. Click here to see more of the discussion.


Whit HoneaRead more from Whit Honea at his site Honea Express and the popular group blog DadCentric. You can follow Whit on the Twitter or Pinterest (his opinions are his own and do not reflect those of Babble or most rational people).


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