Emmi lost her front tooth last night. This wiggly tooth has been the sole focus of her attention and conversation for the past week. Last night, she came running downstairs a good two hours after she was supposed to be asleep. Her mouth was horror movie gory and she had blood running down her face.If you looked at her, you would have swore she used razor pliers to rip the tooth out by the roots.
We congratulated her for the milestone, cleaned up the gore and sent her back to bed. A few hours later when I went upstairs to get the tooth out from under her pillow, I found this note.
The source of her drive revealed. No wonder she was so anxious to get that tooth out. She had money to collect.
"I want $10.25 Miss Toothfriy. I love you."
Nothing like a little ransom note with an "I love you." thrown in to soften the blow. That's funny.
Emmi, we admire your boldness and drive. But, that tooth is not worth $10.25. We'll give you 50 cents.
that's all? only $.50...man you guys are cheap.
Posted by: Jami Ruth | May 24, 2006 at 04:58 PM