Tooth Fairy Ache

As a Mom I'm used to juggling many hats...from short order cook, gardener and maid to taxi driver and occasionally, pest exterminator.  But, last night my timing was off and I forgot to put on my tooth fairy crown.  This morning I awakened to, "Mahh-mee look," said Natalie, as she held out her special tooth fairy box to me which still contained her precious pearl she had so excitedly placed in it the night before.

"Why didn't she come?" she asked while her big blue eyes searched mine for an answer.

My heart sunk.

Dang it.  I forgot...again.

I admit it.  Of all the hats I wear, I seem to misplace this one with incredible frequency.  As a result, I've paid the price both with my wallet and in coming up with creative excuses for why the tooth fairy is often untimely with her deliveries.

So, while the kids got dressed and ready for church, I set "Operation Tooth Fairy Do Over" in motion. I found a nice crunchy, maple leaf on our lawn and went to work crafting a message from the forgetful little sprite.  When it was time to leave, I sent the kids out first and then I dashed back into the house to set the stage.

"Dear Natalie I'm sorry I'm late!  Got lost.  Then, my wings got caught in a spider web."   

 

Three down...only 17 more to go!