Isaac lost a tooth last week and it accidentally went down the drain. He was so heartbroken that Wes decided to take apart the drain pipes to see if the tooth could be found. No tooth! We assured Isaac that the Tooth Fairy would still bring him some money even if he didn't have a tooth under his pillow. At that point the "Tooth Fairy" completely forgot all about it. Yesterday, Isaac sadly showed us the note that he had kept under his pillow for days with no visit from the Tooth Fairy. Ugh.
We have always been anxious to end the "Santa," "Easter Bunny" and "Tooth Fairy" charades with our kids (is it uncomfortable for anyone else to "lie" to their kids?) - and this would have been a great opportunity to lay out the truth for our boy but we just couldn't do it. He was so hopeful and really wanted to believe! I think deep down he probably knows but he doesn't want to admit it. I am almost positive he still believes in Santa. Addie figured it out last year and I will never forget her face on Christmas Eve. As the evening came to a close and the anticipation grew with talk of reindeer hooves, the logistics of coming down the chimney and wanting to leave cookies for Santa, Addie turned to me with a look of pure disappointment. I felt sorry for her and in some ways understood how losing that belief really does take some fun and magic out of Christmas. I remember that when I was a child - even after the truth was told - I didn't want to believe it. I held on to the hope that the myth was real for a long time. I guess in some ways I want my kids to "believe" as long as they possibly can or will. That is why we slipped a dollar bill under Isaac's pillow last night. How could we not???