I have a theory —
I think that there’s more than one tooth fairy.
You see, way back when I placed a molar, incisor, or cuspid beneath my pillow, in the morning I’d always wake to find…
One thin dime.
Apparently, I was dealt the infamous “frugal fairy” in the tooth fairy lottery.
My children fairied much better.
Although, to be honest, I haven’t quite figured her out.
She’s either a total geography geek, or is so frazzled and harried by her worldwide clientele that she never has time to stop and do a bit of currency exchange.
So, for a molar my son or daughter might receive a British pound sterling, while an incisor might net a peso from Columbia.
You just never know.
She also has a sense of humor —
One time she shelled out French francs long after the official adoption of the euro.
Obviously, she’s not into leaving anything spendable.
I figure that’s because word must have gotten out in fairyland…
I always used my dimes at the candy store.
PROMPT: Today is National Tooth Fairy Day, so celebrate by telling a toothy tale. And if you've figured out what your fairy does with those pearlies, please let us know.