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Autism and the Tooth Fairy March 29, 2009

Posted by hopeauthority in Autism, Children, Family, humor, Parenting, special needs.
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There’s the autism world. There’s the real world.

There’s the bridge between the two worlds…that I imagine as one of those rickety, rotted, wooden suspension bridges with missing planks like you see in the Tarzan movies. Every day, desperate parents risk it all to cross over with their special kids. To bring them back from wherever it is they’ve escaped to. Back to the real world.

As if this isn’t hard enough to make sense of…

There’s also the fantasy world. Enter the tooth fairy.

Holy enamel, Batman! How do you freakin explain this concept to an autistic little boy? Do you even try?

Well, having a typical 11 year old who still sorta believes in all things magical..sorta…and who happened to lose one of her last few teeth on the exact same freakin day as Fabio lost his tooth, I had to face the fairy.

It has been about 2 years since Fabio lost his first two teeth in quick succession, so he doesn’t remember anything about the fairy coming. This particular tooth has been hanging on for ages, so I knew the moment was coming. When Fabio flashed me his winning smile yesterday morning, there was no denying that the tooth…suddenly laying down flat forward in a pool of blood …had to be “helped” out of his mouth. Gross, I know.

After priming him all day, Fabio insisted on falling asleep in his regular spot…our bed…and on making a “tooth samwich” by putting the tooth between two pillows. He and his tooth were moved to his bed. His sister fell asleep with her tooth under her pillow. The tooth fairy left her standard $5.00 bill amid a dusting of glitter under her pillow. (You know…fairy wing dust!) For Fabio, it was a bit different…

I heard him stirring this morning and quickly went into his room in the hope he’d settle back to sleep. I found him sitting up with a dollar bill in one hand and a Kooky pen in the other. Did I mention that Kooky pens are his absolute favorite thing in the world and he’d do anything for one? I thought I got him to lay back down for a bit, but, like a lightbulb had gone off in his head, he jumped out of bed, rounded the corner and, before I could stop him, made it to his sister’s bedside.

He snapped the light on, flung back her covers and turned over her pillow to reveal her haul. I know he thought he would steal her Kooky pen, but alas, she only had a five-spot. Yes he pocketed that anyway. And then he hit the lights and climbed into her bed for the first time ever and snuggled in for another hour of sleep.

So, he got it. Somehow, he made the leap from reality to fantasy. I don’t know who or what he imagined the tooth fairy to look like, or how he thinks she exchanged the tooth for the goods, but he didn’t freak over the concept of his tooth being gone or of the thought that someone or something came into his room in the night.

I think the key to making this a positive experience was the kooky pen. It was in making the reward something relevant and desirable for him. Just money would mean nothing to him…despite pocketing his sister’s haul.

Let’s hope the Easter Bunny goes as smoothly…

Share your own tooth fairy experiences here!

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