the guilt, the shame, the endless questions. A few weeks ago, our youngest son finally lost his first tooth. The whole family was so excited for him. I thought for sure we would not mess this one up. We went through the whole process of
putting the tooth in the special tooth pillow and then under his pillow. The next morning, I remember (thankfully before our son woke up) that we had forgotten to switch out the tooth for money. Close call no doubt! My husband and I scrambled for a dollar bill (yes, we are cheap). Neither of us had any cash on hand so we dumped out our quarter bucket. I quickly grabbed four quarters. When he woke up he was thrilled, I looked at my husband with that "we are perfect parents" look. From there, we went about our morning until our oldest son yelled from upstairs... "He got more money than I ever did!!!" What?! How could that be??? We ran upstairs to look at the coins, we thought for sure he was mistaken. Nope, apparently in my frantic state I had accidentally grabbed a Susan B. Anthony coin instead of a quarter. Ugh!!!! The pressure, this momma can't take it! Last night our oldest son lost a tooth and well, it went how it typically does.... we forgot...AGAIN! This is just plain sad, pitiful, no excuses. We were able to convince him that he had missed it in his bed while I slipped it under his pillow (on the sly). Ugh.... Seriously, we need Tooth Fairy tutoring. Does anyone know where we can get that? I will Google it. The bright side is at least we have three children. Our youngest is still a year or two away from losing teeth. They always say by the third kid you finally get things right. I just always feel for those first couple of children... So, you can feel good about yourself now. I am sure you have mastered this better than we have. :)
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