You're Fired.

So we've spent a lot of time over at my mom's the last few weeks. We usually do anyway, but especially around the holidays. We were over there a lot of the week of Thanskgiving, since we eat Thanksgiving dinner with my mom's family on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. It's one of those family traditions that you really aren't sure how it got started anymore. It does make things a little more relaxing on the actual day of Thanksgiving, though. We just heat up leftovers, play football, watch football, yell at people we are watching on TV who are playing football, etc.

I was in mom's room at one point during the festivities and yelling at the TV, when I came across a note my youngest sister had left for my mom (who is said *Tooth Fairy*) :

"Dear Tooth Fairy, you owe me for three teeth. Love, Ali"

In our family, we never did Santa, or the Easter Bunny, really. We did have the tooth fairy, but we always knew that it was Mom. She's not very good at disguises I guess. ;) In this case, the Tooth Fairy seems to be doing an unsatisfactory job, and needed to be reprimanded.

Mom said she found the note in her room, in a little gift bag, with the three offending teeth, and also the bloody tissue used on the teeth that Ali had included for evidence I suppose. With such a reminder left laying around I think the tooth fairy's moral should improve asap. :)