Earning a living

Getting our daughter to do chores is harder, literally, than pulling teeth.

See those 4 missing teeth? Yeah, they weren’t wiggly. Well, that’s not entirely true. One was at the very beginning of wiggliness. It went from barely wiggly to tooth out in 0 to 60. The first time, she came to me after losing both of her top teeth and asked if any of her teeth were wiggly. Wanting to give her hope, I declared one was just starting to be wiggly, even though in reality it wasn’t but she clearly wanted another answer than “Sorry, no.” An hour later, she came out of her room with blood all over her fingers and her teeth and said, “Mamma! Look! It’s going to come out!” And sure enough, it was hanging by a thread.She freaked out and refused to allow B to help her, and went back into her room. I heard her start freaking out, all by herself, going, “Eh! Ehh! Ow!” and then the thump-thump-thump of her running to the living room shouting, “It fell out! My tooth fell out!”

Right.

So the Tooth Fairy came that night and gave her the standard $2 donation for the tooth registry, and then? She was hooked.

After she wiggled the 2nd non-wiggly tooth out of her mouth, my neighbor asked her why she did that. She said, “Because the Tooth Fairy gives me $2!” My neighbor said, “Couldn’t you just…um…do some chores?” The look Anja gave her translated to “What planet are you from?”and she said, “Nooo, I can just pull out my teeth!”

So now we’re up to 4 teeth. The first that she pulled out over a month ago still hasn’t even so much as come to the gumline yet. I’m not sure what she’s going to do for money next - I wouldn’t be surprised if the hospital called to see if she was allowed to donate her plasma.

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