WTF the Tooth Fairy forgot to come to my house last night?! The bitch skipped my house. My son came running into my room this morning with tears in his eyes. I knew something terrible must have happened. It turns out his tooth was still under his pillow.
Think fast Brookey Mama! The words just poured out of my mouth way too effortlessly... "Well since you lost your tooth right before bed, she must have already been on her Tooth Fairy rounds. Therefore, your name hadn't been added to her list yet."
I also may have reminded my son that he had gotten up in the middle of the night for the 100th time in the last month. (Neither myself or my husband had slept all the way through the night in as long as I could remember.) My son got up, and then woke me up to tell me he was thirsty. The thing is when he gets up he just stands next to my head breathing hard until I wake up. It scares the crap out of me every single time!! It would be so much better if he said my name or something. So I might have made him think he could have scared the Tooth Fairy off by waking me up. I figured at this point their was no hurt in throwing in a minor threat to hopefully make him stay in bed.
Either way The Tooth Fairy better make sure she shows up tonight with her loot. Otherwise, all hell is going to break loose in our house tomorrow!