The Tooth Fairy in our house needs to be fired. There has been plenty of documented client and peer reviews with sufficient evidence to send her packing. She invariably forgets her tooth fairy duties the first night a tooth appears under a pillow, and very likely on multiple subsequent nights. She pays a lot of compounded interest. But since she also cooks everybody's meals, teaches everyone to read and do math and chores with a joyful heart, she can't be fired.
Lily lost her 4th tooth yesterday (another one she had Daddy pull), and I, of course, forgot.
In keeping with my request after missing tooth #3 for a reminder on my pillow, I came to bed tonight to find 2 dollar bills and 4 quarters taped to my reminder note.
"Dear Tooth Fairy,
I hope you do not miss this night. Please come. Love you tooth fairy."
"Please turn the page please."
"You're a good tooth fairy. I would like a ???? parakeet? pallckscls? ??
"Do you really like teeth?"
The tooth fairy apparently now feels the need to give receipts.
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