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.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Kidisms
"Mom!" My son screached from the bathroom the other morning. I of course went flying to where he was and found him standing in front of the sink as it filled up with water.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"The sink is filling up with water!" He told me, holding his toothbrush. I assessed the situation and found that he was right. The sink was clogged. Further assessment concluded something or someone had made it down our drain.
"Hmmmm." I ponder as I turn the water off.
I leave the bathroom and head to the closet, my shadow not far from asking a million questions as I go. I found a wire hanger and unraveled it and made it straight. Back to the bathroom we went, little shadow now overly inquisitive as to what I was up too.
I managed to salvage the GI Joe and toothpaste lid that made it down the drain with one swoop of my handy dandy tool and wa la. Sink unclogged.
My little man was very impressed. I do believe I earned kudos with that little maneuver.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"The sink is filling up with water!" He told me, holding his toothbrush. I assessed the situation and found that he was right. The sink was clogged. Further assessment concluded something or someone had made it down our drain.
"Hmmmm." I ponder as I turn the water off.
I leave the bathroom and head to the closet, my shadow not far from asking a million questions as I go. I found a wire hanger and unraveled it and made it straight. Back to the bathroom we went, little shadow now overly inquisitive as to what I was up too.
I managed to salvage the GI Joe and toothpaste lid that made it down the drain with one swoop of my handy dandy tool and wa la. Sink unclogged.
My little man was very impressed. I do believe I earned kudos with that little maneuver.
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