You know you're irrevocably and forever a mom, when you're penning notes from the tooth fairy, to your child who is heartbroken at having lost her latest tooth right before bed, that she finally popped out, after she'd been worrying at it for days, and trying to decide a good explanation as to why the last time the tooth fairy visited, the tooth fairy gave her considerably less than the last two times prior, so that this fourth time around the tooth fairy (of Route #47, South County), is giving her more money than she was left less the last go-around. And of course, the capper would be me sitting here trying a gazillion different fonts to figure out which would best represent a note from the tooth-fairy (especially since this is 'offical' correspondence, from tooth fairy headquarters, since the last two notes were handwritten from the tooth fairy), and further, that I'm scurrying around at 10:20pm, to find a good spray glitter to put on the note, so, you know, it matches the last few.
Bella will find the note below, when she wakes up tomorrow. Imagine it sprayed with silver glitter, and a fairy-ish 8-point font, cut down to 2-3 inches, and tied with a ribbon, under her pillow along with 10 bucks (because that's all Ross and I had):
Dear Isabella,
Congratulations on losing
Your newest (and 2nd big) tooth!
I’m giving you some extra money
this time. The last tooth you lost
(your 1st big one), I was already
out on my route when I was
told that you’d lost it, so I hadn’t
prepared to be bringing you money
that evening (by our calculations you
weren’t supposed to lose that
tooth for a few more days). So I was
out on my route when my superior faeries
let me know you had lost your first upper/front tooth.
However, I only had a small amount left, which is what I
gave you, and figured when you lost your
next tooth, I would make it up to you,
which is why I’m giving you such a large
amount this time!
Congratulations on another great tooth-lost,
And I look forward to your next one!
Love,
The Tooth Fairy
Route #47, South County
P.S. I got your mom’s note, and it’s fine that
you can’t find your tooth. It will get to me
sooner or later., so please tell her not to worry, and
thank for her sweet note!
The faries have organized, and have a central office. Who knew? I wonder if they've unionized?
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