Elaine, I think you and I must have the same Tooth Fairy (see Elaine's comment on yesterday's post). Last night, TF did remember to come and leave money for Bri, but then she inexplicably left the envelope with the tooth still in it, sitting on the coffee table, for the girls to find this morning. Everyone knows this just isn't how it's done. She must take the tooth. She must. Why, it's almost as if she plopped her tiny butt down on the couch to watch ESPN and eat chips or something- then flew off to bed, absentmindedly leaving the tooth behind.
This was her last chance. She even assured me last night that she would not screw up, since we've had a few run-ins in the past over various children being forgotten. Her exact words to me were, "I won't let you down." Sealed it with a kiss and everything. Does anyone know how devastating it is to be forgotten by the Tooth Fairy? Devastating to the mother, that is- since she's the one who will be reminded of it time and time again for all eternity. Uhhhh, yeah- she's totally fired. Flap those tiny wings and hit the bricks, Tooth Fairy.