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gold coins

I have deadlines coming up for a few different projects, no naturally now is when I decide to take a few minutes to write. Ha.

I posted on Facebook the other day that Maggie’s endocrinologist’s computer says she will likely be 6’1″ tall. About a year ago, it predicted 6′ even, so the prediction is going up. She says she will still listen to me when she is looking down at me. We’ll see.

Another interesting thing happened at this doctor visit. The Dr. (whom I love and adore and appreciate immensely) asked Maggie what the tooth fairy gave her for her missing tooth.

“A gold coin worth 100 cents,” she said.

“A gold dollar coin?” he asked.

“Yes! That’s what she brings every time.”

Turning to me, he says “Where do you get the gold coins?”

Ummmm, I DIDN’T GET THE GOLD COINS. THE TOOTH FAIRY brings the coins. Hello???!!!

“I’m not sure where the TOOTH FAIRY gets them,” I said trying to get the point across.

He seemed to get it and we moved on.

And then a few minutes later he brought the gold coins up again. I answered as quickly as I could and changed the subject politely.

I waited for Maggie to ask about it later, but she hasn’t yet. So she either heard, knows and isn’t willing to risk it, or she didn’t hear. The Dr does have a thick accent, so there is a chance she missed that part of the conversation.

I guess the really ironic part is that I have a stash of gold coins that I got from the ice machine near my in-laws that returns gold coins for change when you buy ice. (which I figured was a bit too long to try to explain to the dr.) I also got a handful of them from their Grandpa Joe. After the first three teeth, I figured I better hide my back-up gold coins a little better so the tooth fairy didn’t get busted.

And now I can’t exactly find them. So for the last tooth, I found one of Maggie’s coins that she has already received from the tooth fairy, and gave it to her again. I know, that’s horrible. She has no idea.

And someday, she will read this. Hopefully not until well after she doesn’t believe in the tooth fairy anymore. (Maggie, I owe you a dollar. Love, Mom)


book fairy

I found a hidden stack of new kids’ books this morning as I cleaned out my closet.  I picked two to bring downstairs to read to the kids and left one on the pillow in Maggie’s room.

“Mom, where did these books come from?”

“My secret hiding place.”

“Oh, you mean your closet?”


The first one I read was No, David.  The second one was Bedtime for Francis.  Maggie enjoyed them both.  We laughed at the end of Bedtime for Francis that Francis’ parents were very kind to let her get up that many times. (I could see Maggie devising a plan as we were reading.) I asked her what would happen if she got up that many times and she roared at me and yelled “Get back in your bed!” Sad, but true.  We talked about how tired I am at night and that I don’t always have much patience left.

Later, when we were in her room, she noticed the book on her bed.

“What?  Is?  This?”

“It looks like a book.”

“How did it get here?”

“Maybe the book fairy brought it.”

“I think you are right! I must have slept with it under my head all night! Can you believe that?”

We read Sheila Rae the Brave right there on the spot.

“Maggie, that book reminds me a tiny bit of you.”


“Yes.  You are one of the bravest girls I know.  And the all of a sudden, you were stung by a wasp and now you are very frightened of them.”

“Well, of course I am.  Getting stung by a wasp is way worse than getting lost.”

“Of course it is.”

As she hopped of the bed, she called out to her brother, “Nick!  Nick!  The Tooth Fairy left me a book!”

“The Tooth Fairy?  Did you lose a tooth?”

“No.  But maybe she just really wanted me to have this book right now.”

“Oh, of course.”