Being tooth mouse
Yesterday I pulled Jason’s tooth. Nogal at the Wimpy in Venstersdorp. Much to the excitement of the other people in there. Well…the one other table of people. How many people are there in Ventersdorp, you know?
Of course I had to keep his tooth for safe-keeping. It must be kept for the tooth mouse.
I didn’t think that he truly still believed. I always try to get the kids to believe but you know, at some stage they know you are making up a story. He came to me before bed time and seriously wanted to know if there really is a tooth mouse or if the tooth mouse is me. I said that of course there is a tooth mouse and that it’s time for bed.
Well he stayed up and waited for the tooth mouse. Until after 23:00!!! I was dead tired by the time I leopard crawled into the room and replace the tooth with money.
Man it’s hard work to play the tooth mouse!