Over many years, the tooth fairy came to our house. Sometimes she was on time. Sometimes she was on vacation and arrived days later–once it was multiple missed days for which she sent her apologies.
This audio reading was from 1981 and it was the tooth fairy’s first chance to make a payout for our firstborn. Still, she muffed it and to this day she is sad for disappointing little Robby.
These days the tooth fairy has issues too. Good thing she eventually catches on to her slip-ups and, even if late, pays up for the teeth.
If I hear correctly, instead of a dime or quarter, the tooth fairy has inflated her pay for teeth. I guess teeth are worth more these days.
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We are coming close to Halloween, yet there are Christmas decorations on display in some stores. This account talks about holiday decorations coming too early.
Christmas decorations that pop up at the end of summer robs Earlybird shoppers of the good feeling of getting a jump on their gift buying.
I always felt better when I was stashing special gifts for our children early. Often it was difficult not gifting the toys to them early. But somehow I managed.
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This memory/column is from 1982. Bob and I went to Farm Progress Day that year. Rachel Jo was with us. She was only three months old and I kept her near as I was nursing her.
When it was time to feed little Rachel, I started out across a huge hayfield where all the cars were parked. It took a little while to fine our van, but I finally found it and settled back to take care of my baby.
As I relaxed, I watched as others came to the same hayfield looking for their cars and trucks. To me their searches looked like a game.
This is the column I wrote after that Farm Progress Day excursion.
These days, when drivers can’t find their vehicles they can push the button on their keys and have their car honk and blink. That way they are easier to find. It wasn’t that way in 1982,
There are no big adventures in my headlights these days so remembrances will have to do.
P.S. I also remember how cozy I felt in the van that day as I nursed my baby. That’s a good memory, too.
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My kitten went into the bag I brought books home from the library. Too bad for him he went in via one of the handles.
The handle didn’t stop or hinder his play.
Eventually I helped him out by ripping the paper handle from the bag. After I did that, Car-E continued to play with his paper toy.
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