Maybe it's because her first lost tooth was pulled by the dentist when she was 4 because it had abcessed after she ran into a wall. Yes, my graceful little love ran into a wall. And not close to a corner where she could have mistaken the wall for space. She ran right into the middle of the wall. She's always been a little clumsy, and this was not this tooth's first encounter with a hard surface. It seemed that as soon as she started to walk, she started to fall flat on her face. The child had a scraped nose for a good portion of her toddler years. I am quite surprised that the tooth didn't have to come out sooner.
Needless to say, the Tooth Fairy was not invited to visit beneath her pillow. Not even to leave a gift. So, she had to go to Raleigh. We waited until we went for a visit with Matt's parents in North Carolina to make the tooth exchange with the fairy. She wasn't allowed inside her Leenie and Grandpa's house either, so we left the tooth on the front porch for retrieval. Even when the Tooth Fairy bequeathed her a sweet Ariel nightgown and some awesome fairy dust, she wasn't allowed in the house. Even then. Really? What's a tooth fairy to do? Some fairies just can't win.