The tooth fairy should be fired! At least around our house. Several times now, my daughters have lost a tooth. And of course, they’re very excited about this. Mostly because of the tooth fairy. You know the drill… You put your tooth under the pillow and in the middle of the night, the tooth fairy comes and trades your tooth for some cold, hard cash. But what happens when he drops the ball?
Like the other day, when Pam was very sick and out of commission. Bethanie was pumped because she lost a tooth she had been working on for several weeks. I told her to put her tooth in a paper towel so the tooth fairy could easily find it. The next morning, I went in to wake up her up and what do you know? The first thing she does is look under her pillow. There is the still nicely wrapped tooth she had placed under her pillow. The tooth fairy had blown it!
Wanting to spare her from disappointment, I sprung into action, quickly grabbing the paper towel and telling her she needed to start getting ready. I frantically looked around the house for money, anything. Maybe their was some coinage under the couch cushions. As I attempted to discreetly make the switch, Bethanie walks into her room and sees me placing the paper towel with one of those Sacagawea dollars under her pillow. Of course, she naturally assumes that I am, in fact, the tooth fairy. That’s ridiculous, I can’t even keep up with my own kids teeth, much less the teeth of children all over the world. What would I do with all those teeth?
HAHAHAHA! You? the tooth fairy…I dunno. Sounds like a pretty good job for you.
I know someone that has an in with the toothfairy.