A childhood belief about fairies

A kid looses a tooth, they put it under the pillow... and PWUFFT!... The very next morning, there's a few shiny coins and if you're really lucky, and dollar or two. Right?

Well, at least that's what "I", the little runny-nosed runt that I was thought how it went.

Because of an oral problem I had as a baby, I had to have all of my baby teeth surgically removed when I was five. I was so jealous when my sisters had loose teeth and got money and I stayed stone broke.

So imagine my seven-year-old joy when I "found" one of my teeth next to my mouth on the bed. My mum said it must've fallen out overnight and that I could put it under my pillow. She said the tooth fairy noticed my good behavior and decided to let me use it for her "Services" for being a good little girl.
Little did I know that my mum used one of my teeth from my recent surgery to trick me into thinking the tooth fairy had magically extracted a tooth. She must've felt sorry that I couldn't experience the "magic" of the toothfairy like the other kids. And after I thought I was "so special".

She would have gotten away with it too... if "the tooth fairy" hadn't written her note on a very familiar piece of fancy white bordered pad paper with yellow roses on it.
I was a very sneaky kid and liked to snoop around in moms room. Finding lots of interesting things like... I dunno; a strange gel that tasted like cherries, a long shiny metal thingy that vibrated, a box with a man wearing a helmet like Marvin the Martian... and oh yeah... a notepad full of pretty paper with yellow roses on it. When I found it under my pillow along with the doe, I could even see the pen outline of mum's work schedule on the page she had given me.

Bummer.

So mum was a liar and the only way I'd loose a tooth again was if I picked a fight with the wrong guy... but hey... I got five dollars and a stick of Double Mint............. SCORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!