Joe lost his 4th milk tooth yesterday – now thats a big deal for a 6 1/2 year old, specially since it was the nasher right at the front , one of the goofers! This makes eating apples too difficult to eat, but not chocolate, that seems to ease and heal bizarrely. Seriously though, it’s a dreadful culmination of 4 weeks of wriggling and fiddling with irritating yet strangely quite nice itchy pain – don’t you remember it?. However, the real deal is of course the ‘prospect’ of getting cash from the good old fairies that take the tooth (by the way, where do they take them?) The current going rate im told is £1, so thats not a bad return I spose, especially when you think the average fairy probably struggled with the weight of the old sixpence….

….If only dozy Dad remembered to actually put the money under the pillow! Turn away now if you still believe in the fairy stuff…. Joe was mortified when he woke up and shouted at me ” They gave me nothing and didnt take my tooth!” I was gutted as any dad would be, and immediately created a deflection, I blamed our baby Zeren for scaring them away as he was crying because he is errr growing teeth…! Don’t worry they’ll try again tomorrow night im sure! wont they MUMMY?

As I sit here writing this I must remember…..