Our youngest daughter, small for her age, has been getting so much money lately from the Tooth Fairy (lost both upper incisors) that she decided to go shopping, alone, for our breakfast this morning.

Her mother helped her with a list – juice, ham, six rolls… and walked her to the local Eh Market (too small to be a Super Market, but since they know everyone in our village they let you run a tab) but had to wait outside.

“There’s the cutest little girl shopping in there,” people coming out of the store told my wife. And, “she stood in front of the bakery section forever before getting up the nerve to order, ‘six rolls please’.”

When she finally came out, she had everything. Six fresh rolls for breakfast, juice, cold cuts. And the latest “Princess” magazine, of which she never misses an issue.

And to think the Tooth Fairy nearly woke her up last night, after silently finding the tooth (right under her head as always) and replacing it with a

4 responses to “Shopping

  1. kim

    heh, my mother never really had us put it under the pillow, just in a plastic container on the nightstand. she had it easy ;)

  2. mig

    We’re going to have to have her checked for scurvy if she keeps losing teeth at this rate.

  3. Even a clumsy fairy is better than one that doesn’t pay up. In multinational currency, no less. Goodonya.

  4. that is positively adorable. i’m getting that mushy looking-at-kittens kind of feeling! (no, really–this is a good thing. some might choose to vomit and make jaded comments but i prefer to bask in the ultra-sweetness of your lovely little girl.)