The Puddles

I must have a mental condition.  Or I am just overextended and extremely tired. Madie finally decided to put her tooth under her pillow and give it to the tooth fairy.  This is a big deal.  Madie has been terrified of the tooth fairy for years.  She wouldn’t give any of her teeth to the tooth fairy.  I told her that was fine, but she couldn’t turn them in at the age of 16 and expect a car.

So last night she decided to try out the tooth fairy.  She put it in her prayer pillow and put it at the end of the bed.  And then  . . . nothing.  That’s right nothing.  I forgot.  Forgot.  How could I?  Put me up for horrible parent of the year award.  Blame it on the too long list, the lack of sleep, or the horrible forgetful parent.  In my defense, I did remember to get Ainsley’s Daisy uniform completely finished last night.  But that doesn’t get me out of hock with Madie.  When Madie came to my bed this morning with a tooth in her hand and pained look on her face, I knew I had blown it.  So . . .

I quickly turned to Chris and said, “Did you leave the door unlocked so the tooth fairy could get it?” God Bless, Chris.  Even in his sleepy stupor, he sat up and said, “Shoot!  I forgot. I’m sorry Madie.”  Thank you Chris for taking a bullet for me.  I sent Madie to her room to get dressed and quickly ran downstairs and typed the following note:

Dear Madie,

I am so sorry.  You finally asked me to come and I couldn’t even get in the door or down the chimney or in the window. Man, your parents have locked up that house tighter than a prison!!!

I’ve sent your dad an email asking him to help me tonight by at least opening the damper to the chimney.   Then I can get in.

I heard from a lot of people that you  are scared of me and that you were worried.  I promise that I am a pretty cool person who just loves to collect teeth.

Can’t wait to add your tooth to my collection!

Love,

T.F.

Folded and taped the note to the back door.  Ran back upstairs to finish getting everyone ready for school.  Then when the kids came downstairs, I sent Ben to the car to get something out.  Ben “discovers” the note.  The story plays on. I read the note. I realize the note is for Madie.  Give it to her. She reads it.  And she is stunned and excited.  The joy on her face when she realizes that the note is for her was precious. “Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.  How did she find out that I was scared of her?  I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it!”  The other two are excited.  They are jumping up and down asking Madie to read the letter again.  She even ended up taking the letter to school, so that she could show her teacher.

Whew.  I pulled it out in the end, but I wish that I would have just remembered to begin with.  Maybe next time.

p.s.  Madie told me on the way out that she is giving the tooth fairy the three teeth that she has in her treasure box.  And she can’t wait to do it.