June 10, 2013
Jacob lost his first tooth.
Boy oh boy, was he excited for his first visit from the tooth fairy.
I thought SURELY, despite our issues with her in the past, that SURELY, this time, she would be on the ball and be there for Jacob.
I should have known better.
I mean, what the heck is the matter with her? Is it really that hard to swing by our house? Does is smell that bad?
What's the dealio?
Jacob came tearing into my bedroom about 5:30am holding his tooth, asking us if we thought the tooth fairy would be able to find it since she hadn't come yet.
I had my misgivings, but tried to assure him that the tooth fairy would be able to find it.
About 7:00am, I went into the boys rooms where Jacob appeared to be sleeping. Not so silently since my knees creaked like rusty old hinges, I bent down and gently slipped my hand under his pillow.
Jacob's eyes flew open and bored into me.
J: "Mommy? What are you doing?"
Me: "I uh... eh hem... was just checking to make sure the tooth fairy was able to make it! I mean, whew! It sure was windy last night!"
J: "Well? Did she leave any money?"
Me: "Hmmm.... I don't know? Did she?"
Jacob then lifts up his pillow for find a nice dollar bill.
Suddenly Savannah speaks up from behind me. (When did she get there?) "You totally put that dollar there mom."
Me: "Pish, who me? No way! It was the tooth fairy!"
J: "Ya right. It was you!"
I denied any knowledge of such a thing.
Later that day, Daddy asked Jacob if the tooth fairy ever made it.
He replied, "Well, mommy said that the tooth fairy couldn't make it because it was so windy last night, so I think she gave me the dollar."
*sigh* I tried.
Worst tooth fairy ever.
I need to submit a request for a new one.