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Hey tooth fairy, don’t forget tonight loser!

OK, third time’s the charm.  The last two times Jake lost a tooth, we forgot to put the money under his pillow.  That’s right, twice in a row.  After fucking up that badly, the tooth fairy gave him a $1 bonus.

Picnic with a PurposeWe spent a good part of today in New Rochelle, at a picnic – Picnic with a Purpose.  It was sponsored by Hebrew National, it benefitted Abbott House, it was hosted by Liz and Emily.  And it was a ton of fun.






Picnic with a PurposeThere was lots of food, including giant cupcakes that the kids got to decorate.  My son decorated his with M&Ms – really the M&M-to-cupcake ratio was about 1-to-1.  And then he kept going back for more M&Ms.  And more.  I guess it was inevitable that he would bite into one and lose a loose tooth.  By the time he realized it was gone, he couldn’t find it (it probably went right down with an M&M!).  He got upset, not because a slimy mix of chocolate and blood was dripping from his mouth, but because he thought no tooth meant no money.


I told him to write the tooth fairy a note, and I just put the money under his pillow and retrieved it.  It was not easy – his big head was right on top of the note!  Plus, I couldn’t find anything smaller than a ten, which was $8 too much.  So I had to borrow $2 from his sister’s piggy bank.  But hey, at least I remembered this time!  Or, at least I remembered to set up a google alert, and paid attention to it.

Anyway, the note’s so cute, I have to tell you what it says:

dear tooth fairy -

I lost my tooth and could not find it. It got lost. (heart) Jake.

P.S. Write back for proof or send cash.

He’s definitely his mother’s child.

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The tooth fairy screwed up big-time

02-21_4653Jakie lost a tooth yesterday morning.  It started bleeding at breakfast, and when he brushed his teeth a few minutes later, out it came.  He put it in a plastic bag.  We talked about it all day, and when he went to bed he put it under his pillow.  And that was the last I thought about it.

Until this morning, when I got out of the shower and my husband informed that the tooth fairy hadn’t come.  Shit.

I went downstairs, and Jake was in a ball on the couch pouting.  I asked him what was wrong, and he started crying and said that the tooth fairy hadn’t given him any money.

I told him that that had happened to me a couple of times when I was his age.  I told him that sometimes so many kids lose their teeth in one day that the tooth fairy can’t make it to all of the pillows, but that when that happens she usually gives a bonus dollar.  At least that got him to stop crying.

So now I have make SURE to remember tonight!

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