Milk Money

It's the strangest thing.

I keep finding quarters in my pocket. I don't use cash very often, so the likelihood of me getting change is pretty slim. Even if I did get change, I certainly wouldn't stick it in my pocket; I'd throw it in my Mary Poppins bag with the rest of the stuff. And, it's just quarters. Not dimes or nickels or pennies. Or dollar coins. I wish they were dollar coins.

Maybe the laundry fairy is bringing them to me? Goodness knows I could certainly do a few loads. Ooh! Or, the tooth fairy! Maybe my tooth fairy seriously slacked when I was younger and is now trying to make up for it! Yessssssssss!

Thank you, tooth fairy. Please don't try to take any of my teeth. I need them for chomping.

Smooches.


(Those aren't my teeth. You know, cause, that's Ted.)