A couple of weeks ago, I confessed on facebook how the tooth fairy forgot to visit my son. And, this wasn’t the first time. In all fairness to the hard working tooth fairy, this was Big Brother’s 8th baby tooth to be whisked away in the midnight hours and on that particular night…the tooth fairy slept through her midnight rounds.
I felt horrible, especially since my proud 6 year old had carefully written the tooth fairy a note about his special tooth…the eighth one.
That morning, the mom guilt was winning. So when I posted this as my status:
Sooo…the “Tooth Fairy” forgot to visit Big Brother last night. You know, I never missed a day moving that darn Elf on the Shelf, and THIS I forget!
I was secretly hoping for some moral support.