Jacob lost his fifth tooth the other day. I really didn’t know he actually believed in the Tooth fairy but he was very concerned with whether or not she could find him in China and whether she would deliver without a tooth to take away. He apparently put it in his pocket and then lost it at school. He wrote the following note, on a torn piece of paper, in his self-taught cursive writing:
“Dear Tooth Fairy. I lost my tooth but can’t find it. Love, Jacob Paul, Beijing.”
I went up and put 20 quai (about $2.50) under his pillow. He woke me up at 5 am. “Dad, look, look.”
Grumble, grumble, snort. “Huh?”
“Turn on your light so you can see – the tooth fairy left me 20 quai! Can I buy cards tomorrow?”
Grumble, grumble, snort. “Yeah, yeah. Get in bed now and go to sleep.”
He climbed into our monstrosity of a bed and as I tried to go back to sleep, I could hear him laying next to me, playing with that bill.
http://alanpaul.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/alan-imus-300x158.jpg00AlanPaulhttp://alanpaul.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/alan-imus-300x158.jpgAlanPaul2005-10-28 04:38:002005-10-28 04:38:00Jacob lost another tooth