The Tooth Fairy Didn't Come
I have three kids. That's sixty teeth....
“Mommy,” my six year old sobbed, “The Tooth Fairy didn’t come.” I guess it’s a good sign that that’s the worst thing in the day. It means there is no existential threat today.
Twenty teeth each, and I have three children. That’s 40 for two and 60 for three. Sixty times, I am meant to remember to leave a surprise under the head of a sleeping child? Goo…
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