I laughed out loud when I read this over at Mom to the Screaming Masses. I am glad to know that I am not the only one who is a rotten tooth fairy!
It was a particularly timely post for me since this very same I day I made my second--and probably not last--tooth fairy blunder. You may recall Lindsey's sobbing disappointment several months ago when the insensitive fairy did not show to collect her front tooth. You would think I would have learned from this and never forgotten again. Well, I didn't.
Five year old Sam has become the next victim of the fairy's ineptitude, but, luckily for me in this regard, Sam is a very different child than Lindsey. Sam did not cry, in fact, he was not even disappointed. He came into our room the morning after the no-show and matter-of-factly reasoned it out.
Sam figured it was his fault the tooth fairy didn't arrive since he had come into our bed in the middle of the night and did not actually spend the entire night in his bed. Hearing his explanation, I paused for only the briefest moment before agreeing with him. Yep, that must be it: the tooth fairy gets confused when the tooth loser is not in his bed along with his tooth! So, I quickly explained to Sam that he was absolutely right and that she was sure to come if he stayed in his own bed all night (which she did, phew!).
Yes, I am properly shamed by letting my kid take the fall for my forgetfulness, but, hey, I did it for him. You know, to preserve the magic of the fairy. I'm sure it had nothing at all to do with covering my own failure. And I'm sure you believe me.