The Toof Fairy.

It's a little late to sing "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth".. but she's doing it anyway. Her first one on top became loose around Thanksgiving. She pulled and she tugged, and she wiggled with all her might. So much so, she even got in trouble for it at school. She tried convincing everyone she knew to pull it for her, to no avail, for weeks. Almost a month. She wanted to sing that song. It didn't work.  Two weeks ago, right after New Years, she spent the night at Grandma's, and since it was finally hanging by a thread, grandma grabbed some thread and pulled that puppy out.  The tooth fairy left her $5. I felt jipped. The tooth fairy at my house, left me 50 cents when I was a kid. I called Grandma's tooth fairy out on that one. She responded with "cost of living went up". The next day the left one was loose. Ashley was yet on another mission. She was determined to get that one out too, because she wanted more money. If you've ever met my kid, or ever read any of my blogs about her, she is obsessed with money. If she has a hobby, it's collecting money. In jars, in piggy banks, in the actual bank, in her purse, in her drawers. If she finds it in the dryer, it's hers and she stashes it. So getting that $5, gave her an itch that needed to be scratched. She needed that other tooth out for the money. Yesterday morning, it was really loose. I went to work, Josh stayed home with the kids yesterday using up another day of bereavement leave. I called home to check to make sure Ashley made it home ok, and he informed me that she came home with the tooth box. It's this little box the kids get when their teeth fall out at school. (whoever invented that must be a millionaire). When he informed me, I shuttered... CRAP. This tooth fairy has no money! Tomorrow is payday! Why couldn't she wait one more day!! But that's the story of my life. Always a day late, or a dollar short. 

Last night, I was getting the kids ready for bed after their bath. Ashley was being impatient and she wanted her tooth. She was afraid I was going to forget. (secretly, I was hoping she was, so I could hold off another night, she's a smart one!). I was trying to get Logan in to bed, so Josh grabbed the tooth box and helped her put it under her pillow. Sometime during the night, she came in to our bed. She wanted to cuddle with me. I wanted her to go back to bed, but I was too tired to fight it. She's been craving some mommy time, since the other two have been sick they've been getting more attention. So I let her stay, and we both drifted off in to an uncomfortable dreamland. 

She got up this morning, got ready for school, and it seemed like she had completely forgotten about her tooth. Until all of a sudden she darted for her bedroom, and came back with her big toothless grin. She said "She left me $5...ahh man, I was hoping for $15!" I told her she had some wishful thinking. Apparently another little girl in her class lost her two front teeth at the same time over Christmas Break and got $15. Are you freaking kidding me? I can't keep up with this local tooth fairy!  I thought getting $5 was more than enough. The Tooth Fairy who visited our house last night, left $5 more, which is more than I was planning to scrounge up to leave under the pillow! 

So we informed her that the tooth fairy leaves her as much as she thinks the teeth are worth to her, and that she needs to remember to brush as much as she's supposed too, so the Fairy will leave her more money for the tooth. She replied with "Ahh man!! I forgot to brush it before I put it under my pillow". I had to remind her that she needed to brush them BEFORE they fell out, not after, and she came back with "Well Josh takes his teeth out to brush them!".. 

How do you respond to that!?