The Tooth Fairy a personalised book with your child as the hero

One sunny morning, Leo sat down to breakfast, picked up his spoon, and stopped. Something in his mouth felt different. He pushed at his front tooth with the tip of his tongue, and the tooth moved. Just a little. Wiggle, wiggle.

"Mom!" said Leo. "My tooth is wobbly!"

Mom leaned across the table and smiled the biggest smile. "Your very first wobbly tooth," she said. "That means you're growing up. Soon a brand-new tooth will come to take its place."

Leo wiggled it again with his tongue. Wiggle, wiggle. It didn't hurt at all. It just felt funny, and it made him giggle so much that milk nearly came out of his nose.

All morning long, the tooth kept wiggling. When Leo built a castle in the sandbox, it wiggled. And when he went to the park and swung on the swings, higher and higher, until his toes nearly touched the sky, the little tooth wiggled the whole time, and Leo smiled the whole time too.

In the afternoon Mom gave him a big red apple from the bowl. Leo opened his mouth wide and took a big, crunchy bite.

Crunch!

The tooth wobbled more than ever. Now it leaned forward like a little door swinging open. Leo touched it very gently with his finger, and then, all by itself, with no pain at all, it popped right out into his hand.

Leo stared at it. There it was, tiny and white, like a little pearl. He held it up to the window so the sunlight could shine on it. Then he ran to the mirror and grinned. Right in the middle of his grin there was a tiny gap.

"I lost my tooth!" he shouted. "I lost my very first tooth!"

That evening, when it was time for bed, Leo had a very important job to do. Mom gave him a little velvet pouch with a drawstring, and Leo put his tooth inside and pulled it shut. Then he took a crayon and a piece of paper and wrote a note, as carefully as he could:

"Dear Tooth Fairy, this is my first tooth. Please take good care of it. Love, Leo."

He folded the note in half and tucked it under his pillow, right beside the pouch. Then he snuggled under his quilt and closed his eyes. He was sure he would never fall asleep, but before he could count to ten, he did.

In the middle of the night, when the moon was round and bright, something went tap, tap, tap at the window. The window swung softly open, and in fluttered a tiny fairy, no bigger than a sparrow. She had wings that shimmered like soap bubbles, a dress the color of moonlight, and in her hand she held a little lantern with a warm golden glow.

Leo woke up and sat straight up in bed. "Are you the Tooth Fairy?" he whispered.

"I am," said the fairy, and her voice was as soft as a feather. "And you must be Leo. Thank you for your lovely note. Would you like to see where your tooth is going to live?"

Leo nodded so hard that his hair flopped.

The fairy gave her lantern a little shake, and out sprinkled a cloud of sparkle dust. It swirled around Leo like snowflakes made of starlight. And Leo began to shrink. First he was as small as his teddy bear. Then he was as small as a doll, and his pajamas shrank right along with him. Smaller and smaller, until he was no taller than a thumb, and he found a pair of shimmering wings on his own back.

"Ready?" asked the fairy, holding out her hand.

"Ready!" said Leo.

Side by side, they flew out of the window. Below them the whole town was sleeping. The streetlamps glowed like tiny candles, and the rooftops shone silver in the moonlight. Up and up they flew, past the chimneys, past the treetops, all the way to the soft white clouds.

And there, on the biggest, fluffiest cloud of all, stood a castle. Its walls were made of tiny white teeth, set neatly side by side like pearly bricks, and they sparkled in the moonlight. At the gate stood a friendly little mouse in a blue waistcoat, who waved both paws.

"Welcome, welcome!" squeaked the mouse. "We've been expecting you!"

Inside the castle, everyone was busy. Little fairies sat at long tables, polishing teeth with tiny cloths. They rubbed and they buffed, and as they polished, each tooth began to glow, brighter and brighter, until it floated up out of the window and became a star in the night sky. Up at the top of the tallest tower, two fairies with big soft brushes were polishing the moon to keep it bright and round.

"May I help?" asked Leo.

"Of course," said the fairies, and they gave him a cloth of his own. Leo polished and polished, and the tooth in his hands began to shine, and then, with a little twinkle, off it floated to join the stars. Leo laughed with delight.

Then the Tooth Fairy took him by the hand and led him to a wall in the great hall. In the wall, among all the shining teeth, there was one empty little spot.

"This place has been waiting just for you," she said.

Leo opened his velvet pouch, took out his very first tooth, and set it carefully in the empty spot. It fit perfectly. And at once it began to shine, as bright as all the others.

Before the sky began to turn pink, the fairy flew Leo back home through the window. She shook her lantern once more, and as the sparkle dust faded, he grew bigger and bigger beside his pillow, until he was his own size again. He snuggled down under his warm quilt, and the fairy smiled and fluttered away.

In the morning, the sun peeped in through the curtains. Leo sat up and remembered everything at once. He lifted his pillow. The pouch was gone. In its place was a shiny coin and a tiny note that glittered like frost. It said: "Thank you, Leo. Your tooth is shining in our castle. Love, the Tooth Fairy."

Leo ran to the mirror and grinned. And there, in the little gap, he could see the tip of a brand-new tooth, already peeping through.

So Leo picked up his toothbrush, and he brushed his new tooth very gently and very proudly, round and round, until it shone almost as bright as a star.