Age 6 going on 7 is a rough time. Ben lost a tooth yesterday and wanted to write a note to the Tooth Fairy requesting some of our "fake" money instead of real money. I decided to take the opportunity to get a little "HELP" from the Tooth Fairy. Here's how it went:
Dear Tooth Fairy,
I think you would not understand, I don't want real money. Please pay my mom to get some kid dollars for me. Please leave red money under my pillow.
Thank you,
Ben
Ben,
No problem switching the money. Hope you can buy something good. Be a good boy, Santa told me he is planning to come here early, but he is a little concerned you haven't been good enough for him to leave you a gift. Remember it still isn't too late to get on his Good List!
Keep brushing your teeth. This tooth was a little dirty, you might need to brush longer. If your next tooth is dirty, I won't be able to leave you much money.
Gotta go, your cat keeps trying to play with my wings!
Love,
The Tooth Fairy
Time will tell how well my conspiring with the Tooth Fairy will work...
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Let me know if that works : )
Oh my gosh, flashes of your childhood I bet came back...that was cute!
I was just at the "Tooth Fairy Convention" and while you may have received the "Twisted Mother Award," little Ben was nominated for the "Child most likely to need serious therapy as an adult because of childhood inflicted traumas Award." Congratulations to all?
A Very Concerned Bubbe
(I was never THAT bad.......;o)
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