Chapter 1
Sylvia was born in 1965 (you know, back when everything was black and white), a shiny, 3,500-pound, 27-foot, happy, healthy aluminum camper.
From the moment her hitch was installed, Sylvia knew she was destined to be special! She just didn't know how to make herself really shine. She wanted so badly to make people take notice of her and her unique qualities!
When she was old enough to be road-ready, Sylvia joined the family business. Sylvia’s family was in the transport business, more specifically the tooth-transport business. That’s right, Sylvia’s family transported teeth for the Tooth Fairy Workers Association (TFWA). After the Tooth Fairy picks up a tooth from a kiddo, they load it onto a transport, and the tooth gets shipped to the Fairylands to be processed. Rumor has it, the Tooth Fairies make dentures out of them and resell them to our grandmas and grandpas for shiny nickels and quarters—hence the gifts under your pillow!
Chapter 2
Sylvia moved molars, incisors, and the occasional wisdom tooth from one Fairyland location to the next.
She was the best tooth transporter out there. She was nice, friendly, funny, and dependable. Sylvia would provide a smile to all the hard-working Tooth Fairies out doing their jobs. She loved to hear the Tooth Fairies' adventurous stories, especially the harrowing tales of almost getting caught by those little snooze monsters. She was intrigued by their special powers. A Tooth Fairy’s ability to appear with a twirl of glitter, squeeze under a pillow undetected, and of course, FLY, were all qualities Sylvia longed to possess. Her absolute favorite thing about working with Tooth Fairies was hearing the stories of how excited kids would get reading their Tooth Fairy’s handwritten note. Sylvia dreamed of being able to make kids that happy one day! She wanted nothing more than to be a fairy that all the kids loved.
But Sylvia wasn’t built for sneaking into bedrooms and whisking away teeth. She was, to put it kindly, more of a tank than a spry little sprite. Her physique—round, sturdy, and built to carry heavy cargo—was not exactly a quintessential fairy bod. She knew something needed to change.
Chapter 3
She thought, perhaps she could be a different type of fairy. Sylvia auditioned for Tinker Bell in her town’s production of Peter Pan, but it was suggested she try out for part of the pirate ship instead. #insulting
She went to a pumpkin patch to transform pumpkins into horse-drawn carriages. “Abracadabra!” “Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!” she exclaimed; however, there was no Fairy Godmother magic. Tragically, she smashed a few pumpkins while backing out of the field and is now not allowed within 100 feet of a pumpkin patch anymore.
Sylvia took up ballet. Spinning her wheels and donning a tutu, she practiced for weeks in hopes of impressing the Sugar Plum Fairy and joining her renowned troupe. Sylvia had the rhythm, the pizzazz, and the twinkle in her toes/tires. Unfortunately, upon meeting the Sugar Plum Fairy, Sylvia quickly realized the Sugar Plum Fairy was not so sweet. Sylvia could only talk to Ms. S. Plum’s assistant, was told not to look Ms. S. Plum directly in the eyes, and if she did not bring fresh-squeezed OJ for the entire production crew, she was told she’d “Never work in this town again!”
Sylvia was discouraged. She wanted so badly to be a fairy.
Chapter 4
One night, Sylvia was out on the road, working with one of her favorite Tooth Fairies, Barry. Barry, an eccentric Tooth Fairy who wore a beret, suspenders, and mismatched socks, often talked to Sylvia about life.
"Sylvia," he whispered with a grin, "How are you?"
“I’m okay,” she mumbled.
“Sylvia, what’s wrong? Come on, you can tell ole Barry.” Barry pried, as he could tell something was bothering Sylvia, as she was not her normal sassy self.
“I just want to be a fairy!” she blurted out, exasperated.
Barry thought for a second. Nodded his head. Swirled around in a cloud of glitter. Then exclaimed, “But you are a fairy! You have always been a fairy!”
“I don’t have wings. I don’t have special powers. I get pixie dust in my tailpipe when I try to sprinkle it. I’m just a transport camper, plain and simple,” Sylvia countered.
“Silly Sylvia! You are way more than a tooth transporter! You love kids, right? You love a good story, right? You love adventures, right?” Sylvia nodded her approval.
“Have I got an idea for you!!!!” Barry exclaimed. "You, Sylvia, are a BOOK FAIRY!"
“A what?”
Chapter 5
“Picture this...” Barry’s arms circled in the air as he said, “A mobile bookstore, where you are stocked full of children’s books and take them to their schools for them to purchase the books, take home, read, repeat, and buy even more books….”
“Parents will love you because you’re not another toy little Susie played with just once, or a snack that leads to cavities! You, my dear, have got the space, the charm, and the drive! You are the world’s—or perhaps let’s start you in a more centralized location, perhaps Indianapolis’—premier mobile bookstore! YOU ARE SYLVIA THE BOOK FAIRY!!"
Other fairies appeared out of nowhere with puffs of glitter and pixie dust, cheering and chanting “Sylvia...Sylvia!”
Could it be? Was this some kind of fairy prophecy, or just the result of too many late-night Takis? Regardless, she felt a spark deep within her, and for the first time in ages, she was filled with purpose.
With newfound determination, Sylvia set to work. She rolled up her tattered 1965 screens and transformed the interior of her once-bustling tooth transport vehicle. Her shelves now overflowed with books of all kinds: fantasy, mystery, adventure, romance (oh la la).
She even had a cozy rug in the back where readers could curl up and get lost in their stories.
She installed a mini-fridge, because what’s a good book without some Pirate’s Booty and a juice box? And she created a secret reading corner just for those who wanted to escape from the world for a bit. Sylvia was ready.
Chapter 6
Her first official day as a mobile bookstore was met with excitement. Kids’ eyes would widen when they saw her bright silver exterior gleaming in the distance, like a friendly, book-filled oasis on wheels.
They’d flock to her, eagerly climbing the steps into her magical interior, where books were stacked high and stories waited to be discovered.
And so, Sylvia’s adventures continued. She became the OG of mobile bookstores, rolling from town to town, spreading the joy of reading wherever she went. Her once-heavy-hearted, tooth-laden travels were now filled with stories, laughter, and the spark of imagination.
Sylvia never looked back, though sometimes, when she passed a dentist’s office, she’d chuckle to herself. After all, no one said she couldn’t occasionally take a tooth for the road... especially if it was a silver or gold one.
What Sylvia Brings to the Table
Come to your school for the book fair.
Close your eyes and think back to the bookfair days at your school...best day ever, right? Your students will lose their absolute minds when they see Sylvia roll up in all of her glory. We’re here to create an unforgettable experience, filled with joy, discovery, and a love for reading that will last a lifetime. Let us introduce your students to the world of books in a way that sparks imagination, fuels curiosity, and encourages them to become lifelong readers. It’s not just a book fair—it’s a memory in the making!
Where she is in your community
Check out what Sylvia is up to! Want to schedule a time for her to come to you?
Dull’s May Merry Market: Rain, Retail Therapy & Peak Midwest Spring Energy
If you’ve never been to Dull’s Tree Farm, imagine if a Hallmark movie had a budget, better food, and significantly more hanging baskets. I spent Mother’s Day weekend parked out at Dull’s for the May Merry Market, and honestly? The place is offensively charming. Fresh flowers everywhere, handmade goods, kids running feral in open fields, music drifting through the air—it’s the kind of place that makes you briefly believe you, too, could become a person who owns decorative throw pillows labeled “Fresh Eggs.”
Field Day, But With Books–Indianapolis Homeschool Co-Op
The real headline, though?
Readers. Everywhere.
Not fake “my mom told me to look interested” readers. Actual readers. Kids taking their time, flipping through pages, debating choices like tiny, caffeinated literary critics. Older kids casually browsing without being forced. No one dramatically declaring that books are “boring.” I didn’t know what to do with that level of emotional stability.
Liberty Preschool Book Fair in Indianapolis: Art Night, Family Turnout, and So Many Books
I just wrapped a 3-day book fair at Liberty Preschool in Indianapolis, and here’s the short version:
Books everywhere
Art that deserved gallery lighting
Kids who absolutely knew what they wanted, and what their peers bought (“Millie got this one, I need it too.”)
Opening Day, One Year Later: Sylvia Returns to Broad Ripple Haverford Little League (2026)
Opening Day isn’t just about baseball.
It’s about:
community
tradition
kids showing up excited for something bigger than themselves
And getting to be a small part of that—again—one year after our very first event?
That’s the kind of full-circle moment you don’t plan for… but you hold onto.
Sylvia (Without Sylvia) Goes to the Dribble
We built out a basketball-themed book booth—because obviously—and gave kids the chance to shoot hoops for prizes. Stickers, books, sport necklaces… low stakes, high glory. Some kids came in confident. Some came in wildly optimistic. All of them left with something in hand and a little extra main character energy.
Sylvia vs. The Weather | 2026 Epicurean Market at MOKAO
I saw some familiar faces (hi, repeat customers—I remember you and your excellent taste), and made a few new friends along the way. One passerby stopped just to take photos of me for their significant other who works at a library—which, frankly, felt like being admired by extended family. A security guard snapped pictures to send to her dad, who runs his own mobile barbershop. Respect recognizes respect in the mobile business world.
Long time listener, first time crawler. Sylvia takes on the Indy Indie Book Crawl like a pro.
The Indy Indie Book Crawl took over Indianapolis in the best possible way—stretching across neighborhoods, bookstores, and the very walkable, very bustling Stutz Building, where ten of us pop-up folks set up shop. And let me tell you… this was not your average “quiet bookstore weekend.”
Sylvia Goes to the Horizon League Tournament
The Horizon League staff was truly top notch. Events like this take an incredible amount of coordination, and every single person I met was welcoming, organized, and genuinely excited about having books as part of the experience.
A Book for Every Kid (The Magic of IPS 34)
Thanks to the incredible generosity of Philoptochos and The Book Fairy Community Fund, we brought a one-day book fair to IPS 34 where every single student — all 284 of them, from Pre-K through 5th grade — got to pick out a book to take home.
Irvington Community Middle School Readers, You’re Kind of a Big Deal
There’s a special kind of buzz that happens when a…