Kidisms

My son lost his third tooth at school one day last week.

We went to visit friends and family and he proudly showed off his tooth, and he was rewarded with singles from this amazing posse of mine.

We went home and eventually went to bed.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by a little voice saying "Mom, she didn't come."

"Who didn't come?" I asked oh so confusingly.

"The tooth fairy." He explained.

My mind whirled. Oh yeah. I completely forgot about the tooth fairy.

"It's still early yet. She just didn't get here yet. Go back to bed. She'll be here soon." I explained. He obeyed and within seconds was back in bed, snoring.

I ran to my wallet and only had a $20.00 bill. If I truly had no choice but to give the $20.00 bill, I would have. But in this little world of ours that I'm trying to curb the materialism, I needed an alternative. So I rummaged through the house for change. I managed to come up with about $2.00 in change and I just couldn't do it. My thinking cap was working over-drive.

So I went in his room and found the shorts he was wearing before pjs and then found the singles in his little pocket that he was given earlier. I borrowed two of them and played tooth fairy.

Note to self: Never forget about the tooth fairy again.