I really didn't mean to get all morbid on you with my last post. I had lots of emails and even some phone calls. My favorite was the one from my sister. It went like this.
Carrie: Hey. Pretty dark blog you got there today.
Me: Oh. Yeah.
We're deep, aren't we? The truth is, she's one of those people who just gets me. And she lives far away. Georgia is far from Illinois. Plane tickets for five are expensive and our van could never get us there! I should blog about our van. oh my gosh. Let me just say that things are falling off of it so badly that a guy actually flagged me down on the interstate to tell me to have it fixed.
But having no car payment is a beautiful thing, so my plan is to drive the thing into the ground.Sadly, I think we're there!
Anyway. I really am fine. I really do appreciate the wonders of the internet. Can you imagine all your friends moving away and NOT having an internet? I mean, it would make the mail REALLY happy...but the in-between days would be terrible. So, I know I am very lucky to have instant communication with most of those wonderful people. Who knows? Maybe I'll plan my own get-away!
Enough about my morbidity. Something fun happened last week and it's somewhat blog-worthy. But it reminds me of my inability to stay on top of things in my house...
If you look closely, you'll see that Ethan has finally lost his first tooth. He was six in August, and my niece who is an entire year younger than him has lost more than a couple teeth, so I was starting to wonder when this would happen.
It happened at school. I am not sad about that. Teeth sort of weird me out.
I said, "Ethan, did you lose a tooth?"
Him: "Oh, yeah! I did!"
He got a certificate and a little treasure chest to put it in. And as we drove away, I started reminding myself the Tooth Fairy had duties. She had something to do that night. She had a little one to visit. A morning to make special. Money to give away.
Made mental notes. I could do this.
But then, the night got busy. Adam texted me twice to remind me "DON'T FORGET THE TOOTH FAIRY."
I should've texted him back "Don't flush Ethan's tooth down the toilet."
Which is what he did with Sophia's.
I suppose it is gross to hold onto lost teeth (gross right? not acceptable like holding onto hair?) but still. His rash decision to flush it shocked the mama in me.
Anyway. I doubt I'll ever scrap Ethan's tale, so I'll just tell you our Tooth Fairy totally needs to be fired. She stinks. She even borrowed a dollar from a friend and still forgot to put it under the pillow.
Nothing like waking up at 6:10 in the morning to Adam saying, "Um...you forgot the Tooth Fairy. And he's up and he's going 'the tooth fairy didn't come!'"
Picture me completely not awake, listening to this run-down of how I've already screwed up the day. Sigh. Insert Mom-Guilt here. I told Adam where the dollar was and asked if he could sneak it in. Maybe inside the pillow case or somewhere Ethan hadn't looked? I'm sneaky like that.
Thankfully, he was able to sneak it under the pillow without Ethan seeing him (though Ethan had already looked once.) I guess I should be thankful he didn't put it all together.
Well, it worked. Thank goodness. ethan was pretty happy. "Ohh! It was IN the pillow! I didn't look there."
Sophia wanted to play the part of the fairy and I really should've let her. If you're looking for a fun read, check out my husband's now dated post on how Sophia discovered the truth about the tooth fairy. He sums it up better than I ever could. We told her after that horrible realization that she could help with the tooth fairy duties. Dumb of us to promise her that since she goes to bed at the same time as Ethan.
Anyway. That's the big news in our house! (Exciting, no?)
Now, we're in for a super busy week around here, so wish me luck!