I was quite a late bloomer in the dental department (losing my very last baby tooth in college) and I have passed this gene on to my children. At five and six-years-old, most lisping, straw-drinking through gaps in their mouths kids, are still apt to believe that perhaps, just perhaps, a tiny fantastical creature could indeed sneak under pillows to exchange a just as tiny tooth for money, and it is fun to let them marvel so. What's not so cute, however, is a wise and agenda- driven, nine-year-old carrying an emerald green, tooth toting treasure box (provided by his school teacher) staring you straight in the eye, conspiratorially, saying "Look, I know who the tooth fairy really is, so...", which translates, "Let's cut the red tape here and dole out the cash." "I'm pretty sure," I tell him slyly, "it doesn't work without a middle man."
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That tooth looks huge, Elijah! We'll have to see it when we get there! Love, Nana
our Hannah lost 2 in less than a month and because it was the molars she thought this would yield more cash...she didn't succeed. What is the "going rate", anyway? Cute story...
We are looking forward to your brief visit Nana!
I gave a dollar for the first tooth and a quarter for the other ones but I am pretty clueless about "the going rate" of many things (i.e. lost teeth, babysitters, tips, etc.)!
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