I want to go to sleep, but I can’t. It’s my own fault. I am the moron who thought it would be a good idea to tell a tall tale. I was the one who convinced my child that a fairy will collect his teeth. It didn’t take much. Actually, I question a child’s intelligence every time I tell this lie. A fairy? Really? Really? A woman flies in your room and gives you money for your tooth? You won’t believe me when I say we are out of cookies, but this broad is legit? You aren’t questioning her sanity or mine for letting her in our house?
Anyway, I can’t go to sleep until I slip something under his pillow.
Why is your kid up so late? (She isn’t a very good mother.) What happened was…..
I made brownies to celebrate the loss of his tooth. It’s probably one of the only times in life you applaud losing. You don’t see cakes that say things like…..
Nope. Losing isn’t usually a good thing. However, it’s tradition to hold a ticker tape parade for tooth loss. So, I made brownies. Yes, it was from a box. That is about as homemade as you’re going to get out of me. Anyway, he is on a sugar high and can’t fall asleep.
How much is this tooth is worth? I gave my son a Lego set and chocolate coins for the first. I thought he would skip out of his bedroom with a huge grin on his face. He was disappointed, pissed actually. “I wish she would have given me a dollar.” I wish I would have known that. I could’ve saved some money. I don’t know what the going rate is for a central incisor, but he is getting $10 because that is the only cash the tooth fairy has in her purse. Kids really need to get with the times and take debit cards.