When I was five I lost a tooth and my mom told me to put it under my pillow so the tooth fairy would leave me money. But the next day the tooth was still there.
“Oh!” she said. “He must have been too busy to get to you. Put it under your pillow tonight and he’ll come.”
But the next day it was still there. “That darn tooth fairy forgot me again!” I told her.
“Just forget him!” she said. “From now on you bring your teeth to me and I’ll take care of it.”
And so she did.