DD lost two teeth recently. For the first one she put the tooth out and after the SECOND night with the tooth still sitting on the shelf she writes this sign for the front door asking the tooth fairy to please stop and pick up her tooth ... it was a very nice letter although understandably a little annoyed. I suggested that because we had just moved the tooth fairy might have gone to the wrong house (you know they do that). A couple days later she loses the next tooth and again the tooth is still sitting on the bench in the morning, luckily with some quick thinking I pointed out the dollar on the piano was from the tooth fairy and I was sure she would be back for the tooth after she had emptied her bag. Yes we have a bad, bad tooth fairy.