I am not a fan of being bolted out of sleep. I will make an exception today. Kinda like Christmas morning, something cool happened while we were sleeping. The Tooth Fairy came!!! For the first time in our house we got to "play" Tooth Fairy. When I pull of something of this magnitude (memories for life=pretty important) I want to stand up and make an acceptance speech. I dance around with that fluttery feeling in my chest that can only be cured by laughing and screaming. I LOVE IT.
Houston, we have a problem. My son is the lightest sleeper in the universe. Always has been. He must get up like four times a night. So how the heck am I supposed to get under his pillow?!?! I ended up laying down with him after waking him up by walking in the room. I made the switch and ran to silently cheer at my hubby. Who was sleeping on the couch! Wha?!? WHy do I get to be all the imaginary figures of lore? Oh well, I did it!!!
My son decorated an envelope for his tooth to be sent in and this is what was left in return:
I thought it was cute. Whaen I was little the story went that the Tooth Fairy carried a coin purse and would leave change. I really don't know where you a-holes that have decided a five year old needs $20 for a tooth came from but F off! I realize that the cost of living has gone up but is life so expencive that you have to rip away the magic and make this a "who can spoil thier brat the most" contest? I can't tell you how many times I have heard "I got $5 from the Tooth Fairy, $5 from my Daddy, and $10 from my Grammy". We roll old school, we believe in fairy tales and the simple pleasures in life. My original intent was to leave a dollar. One shiny dollar coin. I, of course, plan everything poorly and had to settle for a satchel of change, which contained two dollars because of the guilt. My son was overjoyed!!!
It's the little things.
Have a good weekend.
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