I fluff Stella's pillow a bit, only to notice that her tooth fairy pillow
is oddly laying beneath the pillow upon which she lays her weary head at night.
She hasn't lost any teeth in the last 24-48 hours that I'm aware of.
"Stella? What's this doing under your pillow?" I asked, quickly reaching inside,
because there was something stuffed where a tooth should go.
"Oh, I was trying to see if I could trick the tooth fairy. To see if she would bring me money."
Great. Just great. We're raising a kid who's trying to extort money from the tooth fairy.
Leave it to Stella. (at least she was honest eh?)