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Short background, I came home from work yesterday and my six year old baby girl was missing the second of her two front teeth. First one came out a couple of days ago, tooth fairy came, all was right with the world.
At bedtime last night I told Cassandra to get her tooth to put under her pillow. The next thing I hear is a scream and "WILLLLLLSON". He had grabbed the little baggie and ripped it open. We found the drool and toothmarked baggie and the note I had written on (which tooth, the date, which kid). We searched all over for the tooth, but I am afraid.....it is gone forever (kleenex and all) I am not searching any further and if that makes me a bad mom, well so be it. The tooth fairy will have to pass this one time.
Man, the things a basset hound will get into when you turn your back for a minute. The lesson learned here, yet again, put everything away.
Sus
At bedtime last night I told Cassandra to get her tooth to put under her pillow. The next thing I hear is a scream and "WILLLLLLSON". He had grabbed the little baggie and ripped it open. We found the drool and toothmarked baggie and the note I had written on (which tooth, the date, which kid). We searched all over for the tooth, but I am afraid.....it is gone forever (kleenex and all) I am not searching any further and if that makes me a bad mom, well so be it. The tooth fairy will have to pass this one time.
Man, the things a basset hound will get into when you turn your back for a minute. The lesson learned here, yet again, put everything away.
Sus