"I rush to school take her a change of undies, put the old ones in a bag and rush back to my conference call and threw the bag in the kitchen trash," he writes.
A few hours later she calls to tell him it happened again.
"I’m confused and very annoyed because I’m super busy... I yell 'just wipe your butt better then stuff toilet paper in the back of your pants and I’ll have to call you back in an hour!' and I hang up."
Cue: lightbulb moment.
"A few minutes later it hits me... omg!!! I rush to the trash to dig out and inspect the undies from earlier and scream 'that’s blood not poop!!'"
"I interrupt my project meeting and explain to my banking colleagues that i’m VERY sorry but I have to go! I’m racing to the school while calling them telling the nurse to “go find my child!”. Speeding and having a panic attack because my child called me for help and I just 'left her to die on the battlefield'!"
It turns out Avi had the same realisation and queried whether she'd be getting something like when a tooth falls out.
"So I snuck off to the store and when she got out of the shower I told her 'The Period Fairy' brought you something."
And yeah, he nailed it. Chocolate, ice cream, cookies, flowers and a ‘you’ve got this!’ card.
"The best dad award!" someone commented. "Got her all the good stuff!’
‘Wow, I’m impressed with how amazingly you handled that!" another said. "Oh & BTW, I think you might be onto something there with the period fairy!"