Thursday, 6 August 2015

The trials and tribulations of a Tooth Fairy

We're away in France at the moment and my daughter is sleeping in a room with me.
The blue patchwork quilt at the front of the photo? That's me - she's on a mattress right next to the bed, and see that small colourful set of tiny drawers on top of the white box? Well that's where she put her tooth. To keep it safe for the Tooth Fairy.

And if that wasn't bad enough, as far as tricky TF obstacle courses go, she'd balanced two tiny Sylvanian puppies on top and carefully lent a plaster of Paris fairy brooch thing against the drawers.
I had to lean right over her to get anywhere near it. If I hadn't been so blinking tired it would almost have been funny - every time she shifted about or snuffled. I froze, musical-statue-like, in an awkward hovering pose. Took AGES.

When I eventually crept into bed it was after one. 

The next morning there was a fair deal of excitement about the money....not so much for the little TF letter and envelope I'd carefully crafted and penned in my teeniest, tiniest fairy writing.

But, you know, I'm glad I made the effort, because it feels like it might be the last time. My only TF believer is losing the faith, and I doubt I'll forget this one in a hurry...
Good to go out in style don't you think?


  1. It was une fée and not la petite souris???
    Your note is so sweet, what a lovely idea. Bonne vacances Tracey.

    1. Thank you Fiona! Weather not that brilliant at the moment, but good to be away. Fairy money may well be spent at a VG today :)

  2. Oh blimey! What an obstacle course - why do they make things so hard for the tooth fairy, eh? X