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A real letter from our family's post office, summer 2020.
Est. 2017
When my daughter lost her first tooth, she left a note under her pillow, and the Tooth Fairy wrote back. Then she wrote back to the Tooth Fairy. That turned into eight years of letters going both ways.
She asked the Tooth Fairy questions, and the Tooth Fairy asked questions back. The Tooth Fairy graded teeth (“A-, a little food on those back molars”), kept records, noticed dentist visits, and once asked about the show tune that hadn't stopped playing in our house all week. Every letter answered the last one, and every answer started the next.
“According to my records, it was two months ago since your last tooth.”
Most magic only goes one way: a coin under the pillow, a note signed by Santa. What made ours special was that she could write back, and someone always answered. That's what we built this post office for.
My daughter is older now, and those letters are some of our favorite things. So we're building it together: I write the code, and she's our art director. We want every family to have what we had: a real conversation with somewhere magical, with someone who knows them best.
— A dad and his daughter
By voice or by typing, from your lap or on their own.

Every letter reaches the post office. You're the first to know.

Before they wake, sealed in wax and waiting in their post box.
Four original characters, each with their own voice, handwriting, and very strong opinions about brushing.



To keep the magic going.
We'd love for this to be free. But free sites run on ads or on your family's data, and we won't do either. Free sites also tend to quietly shut down, and a post office isn't much use if it closes before your kid stops losing teeth.
So we charge a small amount, about what a few stamps cost each month. That money goes back into the post office: keeping it running and private, paying for the voicemails, and making new characters, art and keepsake books. We're not chasing scale. We just want the post office to still be open when your youngest loses their last tooth.
The free tier stays generous, so every family can feel the magic before paying a cent.