Current rate for baby teeth

This morning we woke up to the kids as usual and I stumbled into the kitchen and poor them breakfast. Making my way back to bed I was fully intent on cuddling up to Angel and get a few more minutes rest when we both heard Kanga screaming bloody murder. As she doesn't know what bloody murder is, we figured it was something else. It was, her first tooth had fallen out into her hand, and she had know idea how to handle it. She came running in with the tooth in hand and some blood leaking from the hole, tears leaking from her eyes.

We quickly calmed her down and explained that just like those books we had read (Arthur's Loose Tooth, Arthur tricks the Tooth Fairy, and One morning in Maine) she had simply lost her first tooth and she was going to get a visit from the tooth fairy. That's when I learned that inflation has impacted the current rates for baby teeth. I used to just get 25 cents. Kanga got a whole dollar (but in 4 quarters as the local tooth fairy didn't have a bill). We quickly sent pictures around (and contrived to write a blog post) and soon heard back from her grandmothers congratulating her.

When I mentioned the inflation of the going price of teeth my mother mentioned that when my older sister lost her last tooth, she wrote a letter to the tooth fairy basically that "since this is my last tooth, don't you think I should get a little more than a quarter?" I wish I had thought of that, but that's Muscles (my older sister's middle name) for you. She tended to think of things like that.

So now everyone at church knows that Kanga has lost a tooth. This is because she was walking around church with her bottom lips pealed back and grinning. Bless the souls of some of our more elderly parishioners. They couldn't see the hole, but acted suitably impressed when we told them why she was making faces at them.