Ri: Ma, I have a plan!
Me: About what, Ri?
Ri: Ma, I have a super plan to make me rich!
Me: Really? I could do with that too! Tell me?
Ri: So mama, next time my tooth falls, I will plant it.
Me: Okay. How is that going to make you rich?
Ri: Maaaa (Eye roll!) It will grow into a teeth tree.
Me: And then?
Ri: I will pluck out a tooth from the tree every day and keep it under my pillow. Every day I get money from the tooth fairy. Forever.
Me: 😲!!!
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