I saw this tweet on my feed today:
“gezelliggirl This is 2008: my kid, who has just lost a tooth, asked me to look up the Tooth Fairy on Wikipedia so she could see photos of it.”
I love this because it’s exactly what I would have done if I were a child today. When I was 11 or so I looked up “Santa Claus” in the encyclopedia. I read the entire entry, concluding that because he was in the encyclopedia, he “must be real.” I then used this infallible argument in a fierce debate with a boy in my class who insisted he was fake and that I was (and I quote): “A big baby” for still believing in him.
To prove him wrong, I brought the “S” volume in to class and showed him the entry (complete with illustrations of the Coca Cola Santa). He told me that I was (again, I quote) “retarded” and continued to berate me until our teacher took him aside and made him apologize to me.
A year later, when my mom finally confessed the truth (that being that she and my dad were actually “Santa Claus” and also the “Easter Bunny” and “Tooth Fairy”) I was furious that she let me so passionately and loudly argue something that was so ridiculously untrue.
“You were right for defending what you believed in,” she told me.
(this one’s going up on the fridge.)