When I went to pick up Ricky after school, he was grinning was a large gap in his teeth. Phew! He had been stressing out over that tooth for a week! Naturally, he asked if the tooth fairy was going to come.
“Sure,” I said.
But when he brought up the tooth fairy at dinner, everybody decided to bring up their grievances. Apparently, the tooth fairy has not been especially reliable around here.
“I saved five of my teeth that the tooth fairy never came for.” said Eli.
“Well,” I explained. “‘The tooth fairy only comes when your little, like Ricky.”
“Well the tooth fairy forgot to come when I was five,” said Davy.
Wow, do my boys hold grudges. As should they!
What is wrong with the tooth fairy? How can she let down my dear sweet children? We’re thinking about filing a complaint but where do we send it?
Ricky obviously was concerned that night. “Did you call the tooth fairy, Mom?” he asked.
“Uh—yeah, I did.”
“Does she know where I live?”
“How do you know?”
“I told her when I called her, and anyway, it’s not like I even had to call her because she already keeps track of all of that. It’s part of her magic.” Ricky seemed assured enough and put his tooth under his pillow before he went to sleep.
At 7:45, Ricky came up to breakfast and just as he was about to sit down he gasped. “I forgot to check under my pillow to see if the tooth fairy came!” He started to run down the stairs, but I grabbed him.
“You need to eat your breakfast first. I don’t want you missing the bus again.” He sat down, and I raced out to the garage to find the captain, also known as Captain Cash.
Ten minutes later, Rick went down to look under his pillow, and there was $2. He gave us all a nice gap toothed grin. Maybe she’s a little bit more organized this year. We’ll give her another chance.
How is the tooth fairy service been at your house?