Under The Pillow
You wait for the first one to come and lament that it has to.
And then, suddenly, too soon, it's gone again -- that same very first one -- a casualty of classroom fidgety boredom after completing the "maf" assignment.
A generation has passed, and you must scramble before nightfall to do your own "maf" to calculate exactly how susceptible the tooth fairy is to inflationary pressures.
She has a seemingly endless demand for whatever it is she does with them, but, luckily, there is a seemingly endless supply.
A silver dollar, it is.
7 comments:
i'd rather a lottery scratchcard
although pizza is a good shout
pizza? maybe. thin crust or deep dish? that's the question.
simon ... let me guess ... you're the kind who might let someone knock out all 32 of your permanent teeth for a chance at winning the lottery.
e+
A dollar?! Geesh. My toothfairy totally ripped me off! :)
LOVE the gap picture.
I mean if the tooth fairy is gonna bring me a dollar - at least spend it on the chance to win a million more and then leave it there
I try and do that every time I go to Anna's - sneak lottery tickets into her bag and stuff
how fucked up is the tooth fairy? exchanging teeth for money, she's getting a crappy deal.
my niece just lost her first milk tooth and got a two pound coin.
like tink, i got ripped off: five pence.
That's what the tooth fairy gives these days? Good to know, I'll need that info in a year or so. Although my son really would prefer a scratcher like spo.
Congrats to A!
Our home is pensively waiting for new little teeth on the baby, and new big teeth on the Kindergartner. Two bottom adult teeth have come in, but the baby teeth are still hanging in there. Middle child, as always, languishes in neglect.
I kinda miss the baby N was, but my bigger concern is what to put under the pillow.
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