Tooth Fairy vs. Pitiful Parent

Well, we finally did it. I was wondering when this would happen - it was inevitable in this household. We forgot about the Tooth Fairy. Can you believe we would do such a thing?

Poor HubbaDood stood before the doorway of the laundry room looking up at me with his pitiful face saying "It didn't happen."

Me: "What didn't happen?"
HubbaDood: "The Tooth Fairy didn't come."
Me (trying not to panic and wondering if I should tell him it could've been because of the big stinging he got on his bottom before bedtime the night before): "Well honey, I bet she came by when Daddy was checking on you when he got home from bible study. The Tooth Fairy doesn't like anyone to see her. We'll try again tonight and we'll make sure not to come in your room during the night."
HubbaDood (sadly): "Okay mom."

Shooo, managed to slide through that one. I guess I'll just add that to my growing list of parenting fopahs.



In case you're wondering, no this is not a penny. It's a "gold coin" as HubbaDood calls it - a first issue (2000) Sacagawea dollar.