The Tooth Fairy Saga Conclusion

A few days ago, the Tooth Fairy was horrified. Mortified. She had messed up, yet again.

The Tooth Fairy, you see, was one of the most forgetful, imperfect fairies in fairy kingdom. She was tired all the time, but can you blame her? She was a morning person with a night job, responsible for all of the children of teeth-losing age who believed in her. And well, she liked to sleep at night. So (as it turns out, from numerous accounts told by parents) she tended to forget a tooth here and there, a child here and there, usually several a night. But she did make an effort to visit all of the children who had lost their very first teeth—they were the bright-eyed, hopeful ones who looked forward to the evidence of her visits with innocent excitement and expectation. The older children? They just wanted the money. And they tended to gradually stop believing in her, choosing to believe that their parents played the role of Tooth Fairy instead.

As if.

But three days ago, she missed one. And then the story got blasted all over the internet through a blog and social media. Thankfully (just this once), the mother took part of the blame (of course, though, by claiming that she was the Tooth Fairy). In his note to her, the boy she missed said he thought she kept a mini-cam in his nose to see when teeth came out, but that she had to repair it each time he picked his nose. Ha!!! As if she would have time and resources for that on top of trading teeth for money? Quite an imagination, kid.

That night, the Tooth Fairy stole into the house as the child’s mother was letting the big, not-so-scary Rottweiler out the back door while the kids were sleeping. She didn’t find the boy where she expected to find him, in his room. No, this mother allowed her children to fall asleep in front of the television that night, which was still on. She crept up beside the child, who had conveniently put his tooth in a tooth pillow made just for the occasion. This particular one had to be nearly 40 years old—she remembered when his mother used it for her lost teeth! He also had the note he had written to her next to it, sweet boy. Praying she wouldn’t awaken him (the Tooth Fairy is, after all, a servant of God), she stole away the tooth and the note and slipped a $5 bill into the pillow in its place. Seriously, $5. Thankfully, not all households thought she gave this much money away. If so, she’d be bankrupt in a night!

At the end of the night (which meant it was the next morning), bone- and wing-weary, the Tooth Fairy thought again about the boy. And she did what she had never done before. She snuck back into the house—this time, through a small hole in the bricks wasps sometimes use and were kind enough to show her—to watch the child’s reaction when he awoke and found she had come. It was worth it. The child was overjoyed, and immediately he picked up the money and ran, feet stomping hard, down the hallway to show his mother. (She wasn’t there, though; she was already awake and in the bathroom.) The Tooth Fairy could hear her calling when his mother heard his footsteps, and watched her expression when, just before she left the bathroom and came to see what her son wanted, she took a moment to hide a smile on her face. Almost as if she knew—knew the Tooth Fairy had been there, had come through at last for her son.

Boy in pajamas holding a $5 bill

Well, that’s about it
That’s the end of the story …
So thank you
And goodnight*

*Italicized text quoted from “Oblio’s Return,” a narration at the end of the 1971 Harry Nilsson album The Point, one I grew up with that’s a favorite of mine (despite the fact that Nilsson was admittedly tripping on acid when he came up with the idea for the album!).

The Continuing Saga of the Tooth Fairy

Yesterday, I had a mom fail. A huge one. The tooth fairy forgot to come and trade my son’s first lost tooth for money.

My son was devastated. Like, sobbing and crawling up in my lap devastated. And I felt horrible. I blogged about it. After I blogged, the Tooth Fairy Saga continued…

Yesterday afternoon we went to lengths to ensure that the tooth fairy did not forget my son again. He asked his older sister how the tooth fairy is supposed to know when he loses a tooth, and she gave him a rather, well, unconventional answer: apparently, the tooth fairy has installed a mini-cam in his nose that extends down to his mouth and watches his teeth. Prepared with that knowledge, he wrote the tooth fairy a note.

Six-year-old boy holding handwritten note.

Let me give you a close-up of that note:

Handwritten note that says, “Tooth fairy you forgot my tooth. My sister said you put a mini-cam up my nose and when I pick my nose you will repair it. I love you! P.S. Please come tonight!

There’s no other way to say this than with emoticons: 😂😂😂

At the suggestion of a dear friend, I also posted my own note to the tooth fairy along with these pictures on my Facebook account. After all, perhaps my daughter is wrong about the mini-cam? Perhaps the tooth fairy uses social media instead.

It’s now 7:42 a.m. on Saturday and my son has still not awaken, but something tells me the tooth fairy remembered him this time. We shall see tomorrow, with the Conclusion of the Tooth Fairy Saga…

Challenge Me…

I woke up this morning and realized something. It’s almost August.


In all practicality, that means the last month of summer. Not by the calendar, of course, but by the academic calendar, which I have lived by for years—first as a student, then a teacher and parent. Because of that, August almost always feels like the end of something. This year, I decided to make it the beginning of something. Something new.

Something I’ll introduce here. In August, I’ll be starting—Da da da dum (imagine drumroll here)—


Journal, pen, and Bible with the words “Writing Life Challenge” and hashtag #writinglifeaugustchallenge overlaid atop of them

The Writing Life Challenge will be a community of people dedicated to encouraging each other daily, challenging each other to grow in our faith in Jesus.

Let’s break that down.

It’ll be a community of people. That’s right. I’m hoping it’s not just me creating a challenge—I’m hoping others join in, because I believe this is one of the main elements that make for a good challenge. Let’s face it: We need people. The Bible tells us to “encourage one another daily, as long as it is called ‘Today'” (Hebrews 3:13). I find that belonging to a supportive group of people, either in person or online, helps me to continue on and challenges me to do more than I would on my own. There’s something about being held accountable, and about being able to cheer others on when they have victories.

That same verse also defines the purpose of the challenge: encouraging each other daily—simply encouraging each other to keep the faith. But, like I just said, it’s also about challenging each other to grow in our faith. To do things like reading God’s word. Like praying. Like spending time meditating on God’s word, or deliberately applying it in our own lives.

Interested? (I hope so!) Here are the practicalities:

  1. Beginning August 1, I’ll post a challenge each day on @rhondalorraineblog on Instagram, but I’ll also post it in a menu I’ll add to this blog under August Challenge (it’s ready! Check the blog menu). Each challenge will ask you to do something to do with your spiritual walk, like Spend 10 minutes reading your Bible (or, if this is a regular practice, spend 10 minutes more reading your Bible). I’ll do my best to keep the time required for completing the challenge to a maximum of 15 minutes a day.
  2. I’ll ask you to post a response to each challenge you complete on either the Instagram challenge post (in the comments), in the blog’s comments section under the August Challenge, or in your own Instagram post with the hashtag #writinglifeaugustchallenge. This could simply consist of telling us you did it, but on some days the challenge itself may ask you to generate specific content, like an answer to a question or a photo of something.
  3. I’ll ask you to encourage each other by responding to completed challenges—read the comments and respond! Follow the hashtag #writinglifeaugustchallenge on Instagram and like or respond to those. This is how community forms—with interaction and communication.

So what do you say—are you in? I’d love to hear from you!