My anxious Cate has recently happened upon the information that her teeth will fall out. And that someone will come into her bedroom while she’s sleeping and take them.
She’s convinced that they’re all going to fall out at the same time, and that she’ll be like a baby. She’s really not keen on the Tooth Fairy taking her teeth once they fall out, either. I explained that the Tooth Fairy will leave money for her in place of her tooth; she explained that she doesn’t want the money – she just wants to keep her teeth.
I don’t know where all this anxiety of hers comes from, but I wish I could figure out a better way to help her through it.
As sad as it makes me to see her get upset about this, I have to laugh at her a little. It never would have occurred to me that the Tooth Fairy was such a frightening concept.