This is our experience with the Tooth Fairy this week:
Monday: afternoon she comes home from school wearing the coveted tooth box around her neck and sporting a one less toothy smile.
Tuesday: morning my daughter runs downstairs beyond excited about the dollar and letter the Tooth Fairy left her. Tuesday night I come home from work to find her other front tooth hanging by a thread.
Wednesday: I pick her up from school and she has successfully taken her tooth out at school and is wearing it in the much coveted tooth box around her neck. Wednesday evening there is much chaos at girl scouts when her tooth is lost amongst popcorn. Wednesday night she is tucking her tooth safely under her pillow along with a letter asking the Tooth Fairy for a Skylander toy.
Thursday morning: she woke up very distraught that the Tooth Fairy has not met her demands. I suggested maybe the Tooth Fairy had to do a deal with Santa to get something like that, that she's really just in the business of exchanging money for teeth not toys. Thursday night a new letter goes under the pillow telling the tooth fairy that she'll take whatever.
Friday morning: the Tooth Fairy left her a dollar and I think she learned her lesson about trying to tell the Tooth Fairy how to do her job.