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If you see the tooth fairy...

Of course, you won't actually see her, whatever was I thinking?

I just wanted to remind her to come back and TAKE the tooth with her tonight. Just leaving $5.00 will not satisfy a six year old. It will cause drama and anguish.

In addition to an email, we will leave her a note this evening telling her that it is not a new tooth, even though Cathrynn has several loose ones, but the same one from last night, so she doesn't leave more money, which would not be fair.

Santa doesn't have these issues. She needs to get her act together. There is no excuse for such sloppy work.


BumbleVee said…
Kids hey! they WILL keep you on your toes!
Oh my this is so cute. Somethings are just sooooo important. I'm glad you are leaving two messages for the tooth fairy. At our house, we had to leave notes for the tooth fairy NOT to take the tooth, because my little one decided that she could not bear to part with it, even for money. Maybe the tooth fairy got confused with so many little teeth out there! (my little one is now 15!) Thanks for visiting me.
I noticed that the tooth fairy was very careless when my boys were small too. What is going on with that scatter brained little sprite? can't she remember something so terribly important???
SweetAnnee said…
I was lucky to get

Inflation is outrageous!!

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