I was cleaning our first aid draws where I found a
little box with my eldest daughter's first milky teeth.
Oh, memories started flowing and I was trembling with
giggle just thinking about the day she lost her first tooth. What a joy and horror it was!
And then came the trouble who we hire for the Tooth Fairy
role. You see, my daughter was glued to
me and wouldn’t fall asleep from excitement or concern she might miss the Tooth
Fairy if she winks a wink. So I employed
her Dad to be the Tooth Fairy – he goes to bed last and gets up every morning
early at 3 am; kids are sound asleep and he walks very quietly. So he fitted the opening perfectly. I gave him instructions “Check she is asleep,
put the money under the pillow and take the tooth”.
However, I missed to prepare the money or specify the
amount. After few glasses of nice
Penfold Merlot, he decided it’s time to transform into a Tooth Fairy before
submerging in his fluffy bed. He went to
his wallet, looked for some change, couldn’t find coins and just grabbed
whatever was there.
Next morning my daughter’s excited screams and jumps
woke me up as she was waving a 50-dollars note in front of my face. “Mamma, look what the Tooth Fairy left – YELLOW
dollars! Imagine what colour I’ll get
for the next tooth...”
Oh dear! My, oh
my... The Tooth Fairy must’ve been too
tipsy! I had to fire “her” on spot or otherwise
next tooth event had to be marked with GREEN dollars...
When the next tooth came off, I volunteered as the
Tooth Fairy. My daughter found a letter
from her with strict instructions how to clean her pearly whites.
Ever since, we have on our “casual employment” list two
fairies – The Tipsy Tooth Fairy and The Tightwad Letter-Writing Tooth Fairy.
Until my next post!
Ciao,
Sophia
... and don't forget to brush your teeth!
... and don't forget to brush your teeth!
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