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Hi, April.
My parents never left money. They always left a small toy (Polly Pockets, book, Barbie clothes, silly putty, etc.). My dad would add to that a small poem that he would compose, ostensibly authored by the tooth fairy. The tooth fairy was always a different shape. So one year I was visited by the Oblong Tooth Fairy, as well as the Square Tooth Fairy, Circle Tooth Fairy, and Hexagon Tooth Fairy. This was one of the ways he taught me my shapes when I was little.
The final tooth fairy visit came when I was 20 and my wisdom teeth were extracted. My dad e-mailed my husband (then boyfriend) a poem which my husband printed out and put under my pillow while I was sleeping. It was from the most advanced tooth fairy yet -- the Isosceles Triangle Tooth Fairy, and it came with a freshly purchased copy of a Kurt Vonnegut novel that my dad knew I wanted to read.
I know it seems like this was a tremendous amount of work but it's not that hard -- I'm 30 now and still have all my poems. My dad is very old (I was a late in life child) and he's dying. I cherish the memories in a way that I never would have had I received "just" money.
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