Taylor woke up this morning and promptly let me know that her tooth has been in a bag under her pillow for eight days and the Tooth Fairy still hadn't come. She's said something every day for the past seven mornings. I don't know if she really believes in the Tooth Fairy or just wants the money but regardless, it's still a big Tooth Fairy fail! How do I tell her that I've had too many pressing issues bouncing around in my mind and I keep forgetting by the time I go to bed?
So this morning, Taylor woke up, sprawled out on the kitchen floor while I was making my coffee and proceeded to complain about the Tooth Fairy. I hadn't even had a sip of coffee yet. I just walked to my purse hanging in the office, took out a 5 dollar bill, handed it to Taylor and told her it was her tooth money. She took one look at the denomination of the bill and said, "Wow. It's a five."
I let her know that it was "interest from the Tooth Fairy for taking so long."
She didn't even flinch. Just took her money and ran.
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Love this!!!
ReplyDeletehaha oh my... I may not be a mom but I understand being too busy/stressed to remember something like that! Glad she was a good sport about it--well, you know, after the complaining. :)
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