Edie is hosting her BFF for a sleepover tonight. I really like this friend of hers, because she doesn't mind Eleanor tagging along, which means all three girls occupy themselves and I can catch up on very important things, like finishing today's crossword puzzle.
They spent the evening writing letters to the tooth fairy. None of them has lost a tooth recently, but they are under the impression that if they write a letter, the tooth fairy will respond in some way, ideally involving fairy dust. I do not know where they got this impression, but now I have three girls who cannot sleep because of their excitement and anticipation that a fairy is going to show up.
So here I sit at 11:00 p.m., tired but trying to outlast them so I can make sure I don't have three disillusioned girls in the morning. Perhaps I could get out some shimmery eyeshadow to smudge on the letters, simulating the fairy dust. Or respond with a letter and a voucher for double reward points on their next lost tooth.
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