Oh, how I wish I meant that in a good way!
I bombed.
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.
Morning #2:
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?"
"Um...yeeeeeessssss."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely."
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. ;)
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Welcome to Bombs Anonymous (did I spell that right? LoL)
My name is Peejers and I'm a bomb...among other things. *winkums*
Thanks for laugh this morning, LaLee--I needed it.
Hugs!
Me too! You know how many teeth I left under pillows? Oh, my. I don't think I want to know! I used to tell my kids that we have to call the tooth fairy and the phone was busy and I forgot to call back. Drastic times call for drastic measures:)
Laura, this is great! You really made me chuckle here. While I don't have to worry about it just yet, since R's teeth are just coming in, it's good to have the reminder to be mindful of what's to come. I take comfort from you in knowing, it's ok to be a bit of a "bomb" from time to time. Thanks for sharing! :)
I've only had two lost teeth in my family so far, so I will definitely have to keep this in mind. I am OFTEN a bomb. This was such a blessing today.
This is too funny. What pressure! Remind me when I have my first child, how important tooth fairy money really is. : )
Hey La, My first comment! I have the biggest smile because although I have not bombed yet on the toothfairy - I still have some funny stories about her --errr --ummm -- him? (Middle K boy questioned the gender. haha) The most recent stories are trying to pry the toothfairy pillow out of his death grip without waking him... and last week having to borrow (steal?) cash from littlest K boy's wallet at 2 a.m. when I remembered that the fairy hadn't come yet! Ha Anyway, if I can ever get K boy #1 to teach me how to work my blog - Maybe someday you will be leaving me a comment! LOL Love ya sweet lil sis of my bestest friend ever!
Oh that was funny!
You're a talented writer LauraLee!
Bless you
sheila
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