I don’t know about your house, guys, but in our house, being the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny and also the two resident fairies we have living behind our fairy doors (Pixie and Bluebell) is very much my job.
As in; I make sure there are coins left under pillows, mud-covered bunny-prints all the way across the floor on Easter Morning and that the fairies leave out notes and glitter (or fairy dust if you will) on a regular basis.
This was also the case in UK mum Kellie Dawson’s house until one evening when she was busy and asked her husband Adrian to write the letter from the Tooth Fairy after her daughter Scarlett had lost a tooth.
Dawson was probably expecting something along the lines of, ‘keep brushing, here’s some money,’ which we all know is what the Tooth Fairy always says (in and around anyway). But her husband massively over-delivered and instead, what little Scarlett got was a two-page long letter which in great details explained the tooth fairy’s holiday plans and advice on what to do when the next tooth falls out.
Having seen the hilarious letter, Dawson shared it on Twitter to show what happens when dads get involved:
This is what happens when you let your husband write the tooth fairy letter ?? pic.twitter.com/uIjECZA8Lk
— Kellie Dawson (@BigFashionista) October 22, 2016
The letter reads as follows:
Dear Scarlett,
You couldn’t wait until I was back from my holidays? There I was, sitting on a beach in Bermuda sipping a very alcoholic (but not too sugary) drink, when I get a text from one of my gumshoes telling me one of your pearly whites has escaped!!
Bleeding marvelous!
(See what I did there?)
So then I’m on a boat, then a taxi, then a plane, followed by another taxi, a train, a replacement bus service, an uber, a bicycle, a unicycle and a tractor (don’t ask) – all to give you a measly two quid!
Normally I make good money on teeth (unless I get done for incisor trading!)
But this time I am seriously out of pocket. Plus, I missed the beach barbecue and there was a cute leprechaun I had my eye on!
Ah well.
So here you go! Here’s my cash. Spend it wisely!! No sweets or sugary drinks. I’m heading back to Bermuda and I have to be quick as my tractor leaves in five minutes.
If your other tooth comes out over half term do me a favor and glue it back for a bit! Let me have the rest of my holiday! This is a stressful job – some days it’s like pulling teeth! – and I need a break.
All the best, blah, blah, blah
I don’t know about you guys, but I kind of feel like I need to step up my Tooth Fairy game now…
