On Being Fairy Tooth-ful...

Edward showing off a few "gaps" last September.
Well, it happened again.

*Yikes!*

Our bigger boy lost another tooth...and the Tooth Fairy forgot to call...again. Whooops.

Now, mind you, Edward decided the night he lost it that he was too "attached" (no pun intended) to it to put it out that night. So who can blame the poor Tooth Fairy for forgetting to reschedule him into her busy itinerary? Especially when she didn't even know the actual night he decided that maybe he could possibly part with said tooth.......

But I digress.

Imagine my surprise (and shame) when Edward came down the morning after the chosen evening and said that "she" didn't come...again. Ooops.

He asked me to e-mail her again to remind her again to "come back" for his tooth.

I told him she was "used" to him keeping the tooth several days afterwards and just needed a little "hint" as to when he was ready to give up his tooth. (She only has a little brain...being fairy-sized and all.) And I promised to "e-mail" her.

Sigh.

All better, right?

Nope.

I forgot to "e-mail" her...which meant she didn't come back again.........

Ugh.

So whilst he was busily playing outside and I was busily chatting with Stuart on the phone, the Tooth Fairy paid him a visit and exchanged his tooth for 8 shiny coins.

And this is what she found inside the bag with his tooth:

She (the Tooth Fairy) wrote back (of course) and said, "Dear Edward: I think you will be surprised. Love, The Tooth Fairy."

Oh, the webs we weave...again.