Yep, that’s right, the toilet paper fairy. Every dreadfully busy household has one, right? That dear fairy who flits in, removes the sad, empty cardboard roll and replaces it with a soft, huggable, fresh roll of toilet paper. What a lovely fairy she is.

Until she goes on vacation. Or strike. It wasn’t entirely clear from her note:

It seemed a good time to keep track, to see what havoc would be wrought by her absence. But I was the only one who saw her note. How would the others in our household react to the empty roll? (Super nice of her to leave  replacement paper, RIGHT THERE.)

Day Two. There was some movement. The toilet paper left the bag. Did she come back, then rethink it? Relax, Toilet Paper Fairy. Enjoy your break.

Day Two and a Half. Um, well, here’s a bit of a shocker. Somehow the boy, without formal training, was able to precisely fit the toilet paper  on the highly technical wooden toilet paper holder that previously only the Toilet Paper Fairy could handle. This came as a real shock to all concerned. (Except for the boy, he just can’t believe the signs.)

Day Three. You’re not going to believe what I found today. It’s like national fairy empowerment week or something. Wish us (I mean them!) luck.