So. Do you remember earlier this summer, when Elizabeth lost a tooth and the tooth fairy forgot to come? Go here if you're interested in rehashing that memory.
Well, obviously, I swore that I would never do THAT again, because what kind of horrible mother forgets the tooth fairy visit twice? NOT ME.
And then, Elizabeth lost another tooth and I forgot again.
What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong. With. Me?????
Actually, I can answer that - it's called "as soon as my kids go to bed my brain stops working because I'm so tired that the moment I don't have to take care of other people I pass out on the couch and don't think about anything except for maybe what's on TV" syndrome.
Some of you may have heard of it? Or maybe also suffer from it?
Anyway, this morning while we were eating breakfast, Elizabeth disappeared for a while and returned, looking very disappointed. She then announced, "She didn't come. The tooth fairy didn't come".
So, while I was at work, I concocted a scheme to make sure my baby wasn't disappointed for long. That, and I paid her off.
When Elizabeth got home, she found this letter in our mailbox:
**Sorry for the weird formatting of the letter; I am on my laptop, which has a tiny screen so I had to turn the letter into two separate pictures to be able to make it big enough to read**
So I know it's corny and all, but I'm here to say: Elizabeth LOVED it. That, and she got $5, which also made her happy.
I know some people don't believe in "lying" to their kids about the stuff like the Tooth Fairy, Santa, etc. but I am not one of them. And I think it's a good thing to let Elizabeth believe in those things for as long as possible. I don't think she needs to grow up too fast is all.
Happy Friday to you!