Bath finished and warm in her bed, I thought the Tara tooth stand-off 2007 was done for the night. Nope. Out she ran, itty bitty tooth in hand. Jay was at work but the rest of the street and part of Akron heard her shouts of delight.
Emily immediately took over the Tooth Fairy part of this equation. She, knowing that Tara can't spell very well yet, took it upon herself to write to the Tooth Fairy. In my day, there was no need to write to her. You got what you got. But the thing that made me laugh is that Em asked for another 5 bucks! She then signed it "Yours truly, Tara." Such schemers!
Then we put this mini tooth in a Ziploc so that the Tooth Fairy could find it better under her pillow.** wink wink.** Tara went happily to bed. Then she just couldn't resist opening it and thought she lost the tooth in her bed. We looked for it (I can't even do its size justice; it is that dang small)for a few frenzied minutes before realizing it was still in the bag! Crisis averted. No wonder I have eye problems. Stress, thy name is child with loose teeth!
(Oh, and yes she got the five bucks.) Somewhere in cyber space I just heard a few people say "sucker" under their breath. :)
3 comments:
Haha - I'm gonna hide the pliers from Tara. Teeth-losing is the most lucrative activity she's ever done in her little life. :)
I wonder if Coco-the-gangster on The Sopranos made money from the tooth fairy. Only problem is, Tony's leg-cuff took away some of the profits. :)
That's freakin hilarious Jay!
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