Forgive this short post today for I am waddling about my house in a haze of sleep deprivation. It’s been a week of snot, crying, and fevers. Some people call it Flu Season..in my house we call it The Hell Months.
So last night I finally get the chance to sleep. Like all night. It was crazy awesome.
The problem was I woke at 3 a.m with a sinking feeling I had forgotten to do something.
CRAP…I was supposed to be the Tooth Fairy! CrapCrapCrap!!
So I fumble for my purse and then realize….I don’t have change.
I fumble for my hubby’s wallet. Crap! Doesn’t anybody in this house have a stinkin ONE?
Then I realize , I can’t remember how much $$ we gave for the LAST tooth!
Is it improper to wake one’s spousal unit to ask such a question? At 3 a.m?
I thought so. Good thing I didn’t. Even though, it would have been a nice payback (wtf?)
Despite all the a.m drama..the bottom line is..mission accomplished.
Our son is gonna either think he won the lottery…
…or think the Tooth Fairy is one cheap S.O.B.
And I am off to create a Tooth Fairy Spread Sheet.