Day 139 - 8:08am, 20 May 2019
When I return from work, the first thing that Little Master does is show me his once-wobbly tooth which has recently won its liberty and is now lying free in his hand.
Little Miss proudly announces to me that the tooth fairy will be visiting tonight, I am less sure. However, as I manage to scrape together the requisite tooth fees, we are all set for operation tooth fairy when they go to bed.
We've long since learnt that the tooth fairy is short-sighted - I blame the fact that Little Master insists on two night lights and not three. Therefore we make sure that the tooth is wrapped up in kitchen roll and slipped under his pillow to await the never-seen visitor. The first potential pitfall to be navigated is if Little Master doesn't fall asleep. When I check on him he is dead to the world, allowing me to slip my hand under the pillow. My hand meets his and he starts. Thankfully, not enough to wake him, but enough to make me retreat.
I return half an hour later. This time I manage to slip the money under but I can't find the tooth. I try a third time, but the tooth still eludes me. So I decide to leave it until the morning when, hopefully, he will have slipped down the bed and I can lift the pillow and have a proper look.
Of course, come the morning, he hasn't. I try to encourage him downstairs to allow me to do another sweep. But no, Little Miss remembers and gets him to check his pillow. I hold my breath. No tooth. Thank goodness! Little Master counts his pennies and is happy. Well done, Daddy, I think. He must have rescued it after I went to bed.
Later, when I say to hubby, he says he didn't, so I go back up to have another look. No sign of it, only an empty piece of kitchen roll. Is it wrong to think that there might be a tooth fairy after all?!
Little Miss proudly announces to me that the tooth fairy will be visiting tonight, I am less sure. However, as I manage to scrape together the requisite tooth fees, we are all set for operation tooth fairy when they go to bed.
We've long since learnt that the tooth fairy is short-sighted - I blame the fact that Little Master insists on two night lights and not three. Therefore we make sure that the tooth is wrapped up in kitchen roll and slipped under his pillow to await the never-seen visitor. The first potential pitfall to be navigated is if Little Master doesn't fall asleep. When I check on him he is dead to the world, allowing me to slip my hand under the pillow. My hand meets his and he starts. Thankfully, not enough to wake him, but enough to make me retreat.
I return half an hour later. This time I manage to slip the money under but I can't find the tooth. I try a third time, but the tooth still eludes me. So I decide to leave it until the morning when, hopefully, he will have slipped down the bed and I can lift the pillow and have a proper look.
Of course, come the morning, he hasn't. I try to encourage him downstairs to allow me to do another sweep. But no, Little Miss remembers and gets him to check his pillow. I hold my breath. No tooth. Thank goodness! Little Master counts his pennies and is happy. Well done, Daddy, I think. He must have rescued it after I went to bed.
Later, when I say to hubby, he says he didn't, so I go back up to have another look. No sign of it, only an empty piece of kitchen roll. Is it wrong to think that there might be a tooth fairy after all?!
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