The Tooth Fairy

A few weeks ago, Molly lost another tooth.  She seems to be losing them at a higher rate than she grows them back. Anyway, as tradition has it in our house, the tooth goes under the pillow and the tooth fairy comes to collect the tooth and leaves a unique coin (like a half dollar, gold dollar, or silver dollar). On this particular day, there were two major problems.

First, Molly misplaced the lost the tooth.  She wrote the tooth fairy the following note and left it under her pillow:

"I cross my heart. I either swallowed my tooth or dropped it like I said."

The second problem came the next morning.  Molly woke early and came stomping in the living room and plopped herself on the couch with a loud and dramatic "humph!" I asked her what was wrong.  She held up a slightly worn one dollar bill and with a terribly pitiful look on her face told me that the tooth fairy only brought her a "stinking dollar." She then began to cry- a lot.

Luckily, when she went in to make her bed later in the morning (after gentle urging by me) she found a gold dollar under her pillow.  It's funny how things sometimes just magically work out