...is my two front teeth. Yeah, right. I challenge you to find me a kid who wants teeth for Christmas. They've been falling out left and right around the Harms house, and for those of you who have read my Christmas letter, the lost tooth number is grossly inaccurate. Last night, the tooth fairy had to use a tweezers to dig some cashola out of a glass piggy bank to put under this seven-year-old's pillow.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
All I Want for Christmas...
...is my two front teeth. Yeah, right. I challenge you to find me a kid who wants teeth for Christmas. They've been falling out left and right around the Harms house, and for those of you who have read my Christmas letter, the lost tooth number is grossly inaccurate. Last night, the tooth fairy had to use a tweezers to dig some cashola out of a glass piggy bank to put under this seven-year-old's pillow.
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There goes all my retirement money.
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