When my six-year-old recently came home from her first week of Year One and announced (standing beside her four-year-old sister) that the Tooth Fairy wasn’t real, my heart sank.
“The Tooth Fairy is really just you and Dad,” she stated, as if it was a matter of fact (BTW yes, I know it is).
I asked her why she thought this. “A kid at school,” she replied. I won’t write what I muttered under my breath about that kid who tried to ruin the Tooth Fairy for a six-year-old, but needless to say I was not impressed.
Now don’t get me wrong, I understand that the truth about the Tooth Fairy, Santa and the Easter Bunny will be discovered at some point. I am aware this will most likely be found out in the same way the Tooth Fairy’s identity was exposed to my daughter. But this soon?
When I was a kid (and yes maybe I was foolish) I still believed nearly all the way through primary school. Truth be told, I think I also still secretly hoped they were partly real for a few years after. For me, it was about the feeling, the magic, the way you couldn’t explain these ‘helpers’ by logic. The simple fact was it made me happy and excited.
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One of the greatest things about having children is experiencing this sense of joy again, even if it is through the eyes of someone else. It makes Christmas have that extra shine and Easter that extra hop. It even makes the event of losing a tooth become one with sparkle. I love it. My children love it. I wanted it to stay that way. At least for a few more years.
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There is no right age at which to tell children the truth! Let them believe as long as they want to believe! My eldest cottoned on at about 8 or 9 after acomment I made about him sending the tooth fairy broke. At the time I explained to him that he doesn’t have to believe but it isn’t fair for him to ruin the magic for those who do believe (particularly his younger brother). He has enjoyed being Santa’s/Easter Bunny’s/tooth fairy’s helper for the past however many years. My youngest has only stopped believing this past Christmas, at 11. Before that when he questioned it I would ask him what he thinks is the truth. I’ve also told him it’s not fair to ruin things for those who do believe (younger siblings at his father’s house).