Oh, how I wish I meant that in a good way!
My ten-year-old daughter lost her tooth last week, and she was so excited about using the money she would get from it for Vacation Bible School. She wiggled it and wiggled it, trying to get it loose enough to fall out before the last day of VBS approached. She succeeded in her part of the plan. But...
Imagine her surprise, when she woke up and found her tooth under her pillow instead of a dollar the next morning. Ouch! I bombed.
My daughter came down the stairs with a HUGE grin on her face: "MOM! The tooth fairy left me a dollar!"
I didn't flinch at all, but I thought Oh no, I forgot again. I looked up at her and she's holding a dollar. Maybe there IS a tooth fairy.
"That's great, Sweetheart!" I couldn't let her see the panic in my eyes.
AnaLee had an ornery look about her, and that's when I wondered..."Yeah, Mom, and she left me a note too." She cleared her throat and read the note written on wide-ruled notebook paper:
Okay, I was onto her. (I'm a quick one...) She had manufactured the note and used her own dollar to test me. I decided the best plan for now was to ignore the subject until I could think it through. That evening, she came to me and asked, "Mom, is the Tooth Fairy real?"
"Why do you ask, AnaLee? You got a note and a dollar from her this morning?"
"But is she real?"
"Do you want the truth?"
I worded it very carefully. "She's real if you believe she's real."
"I knew it! YOU're the tooth fairy!!!!" Her face was beaming, and she was so proud of herself for solving the mystery. I guess it's better than her finding out from another child. Then she'da been mad instead of happy.
So, yeah, I blew it. I used to be the Tooth Fairy. Now I'm the Bomb!
PS. I shared with her the "Rule." We don't share with ANYONE, no matter the age about who the Tooth Fairy may or may not be. Otherwise, she'll never get to be the Tooth Fairy when her time comes. ;)