I was in the middle of feeding calves and the guys were finishing up first cutting (hauling feed to the farm for the cows). My husband and six-year-old son pulled into the driveway in the big truck. I could hear my son yelling but couldn’t make out what he was saying over the truck.
My husband leaned out the window and handed me a greasy work towel that was all folded up nicely. I opened it carefully to see a perfect little white tooth inside. I looked up and saw the cutest dirty little farm boy with a big ol hole in the bottom row of his mouth.
Our son had lost his first tooth and he was so excited. “Dad pulled it out with the pliers!”, he squealed in delight. He so brave.
Later that evening when they were done in the fields he came running into the house to tell his siblings about his tooth. I overheard the conversation, “I lost my first ever tooth guys. I’m gonna get tons of money.” To which his brother replied, “the tooth fairy must have quit because my tooth has been under my pillow for fifty million years.” My daughter quickly added, “the tooth fairy sucks at being a tooth fairy because she’s too busy farming. My tooth has been under my pillow since last year.”
He’s not one to let anyone tell him how to feel. He ran downstairs, put it in a Ziploc bag and put it under his pillow.
Now let me tell you about this tooth fairy. She started out with the best of intentions when my oldest lost her first tooth. She found the cutest tooth receipts with matching tooth chart online. She printed it all out and even documented the first five teeth.
But you know what? It gets a little chaotic sometimes in life and she started to slack in the documentation side of things and then she began forgetting to stop by when the kids had a tooth for her. It never failed, she would always show up eventually and overcompensate with a ridiculous amount of money per tooth.
She left the kids notes about how she fell asleep because she had a long day on the farm, the cows got out or she had been working long days putting up feed.
And you know what? The kids totally understood. Why? Because they get farm life. They get that the tooth fairy is a farmer and this whole “tooth fairy” thing is a side hustle.
Maybe your tooth fairy is also a farmer who is working hard to grow your child’s favorite fruit or vegetables, milking cows so your kiddo can have chocolate milk or harvesting wheat for all your kiddos favorite baked goods.
So for all you moms and dads that “suck” at being the tooth fairy, it’s okay. You are not alone. You should be like me and blame it on the tooth fairy being a farmer.
Krista Stauffer
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