Tooth Fairy vs Santa

Guess what!

So, Soen lost his first tooth the other day. Wife has been having a rather hard time with this one. I guess her little boy is growing up too quickly. My dilemma, on the other hand, is more spiritual in nature. As you may know, I have forbidden Santa from our household. But I totally have a double standard when it comes to the tooth fairy. Wife called me on this the other day and I had no good explanation for her other than I'm a hypocrite.

As for the big night, he was concerned with the tooth getting lost under his pillow. I wsa only too happy to suggested we leave it out in the open, for I was concerned with how I was going to be able to do the old switcheroo without waking him up--especially since he's in his bunk bed. Anyway, he was pleased as punch when he woke up and found a dollar where his tooth was. And then promptly forgot all about the whole experience and went outside to look for lizards. I later asked him if he found himself playing with the gap with his tongue, which is what I used to do. He looked at me like I had four heads. He's already cooler than I ever was.