So Sebi lost a tooth. And because I don't want to completely throw myself under the bus, and I *apparently* have no problem doing that to Sebastian, I will preface with this.
I was at work. Sebastian was on duty to instruct Sebi to place the tooth in a zip bag.....AND THEN RETURN WHEN HE WAS ASLEEP TO DO THE FAIRY DUTY. I will now give you a minute to put two and two together to come to the assumption that that did not happen.
The proof?
Next morning I get woken up by Sebi calling, "dada! the tooth fairy didn't come!" Here is where I joined in the goof.
I was off for the next three days and in my half-awake slumber, I assured Sebi that the tooth fairy probably got caught up or lost on our street that has a bend, and to be thankful for the little boy that the tooth fairy did visit. He seemed o.k., and I made pancakes- all the while planning to go and buy glitter and get change and make up for this darn directionally challenged fairy.
oops. no fairy the next night. Then he spent the night at his cousin's house and I had the parent fail idea of the year. "I'll plant the money under his pillow when he gets back, and make like the tooth fairy came when he wasn't here!" Great plan. whew.
I'm looking for change. Purse. Other purse. kitchen drawers. van. washing machine *shut up, you've done it too*. I have come up with 2 quarters and a whole lot of pennies and 3 ChuckECheese tokens. I'm sold. zip bagged it and placed it in his room. Sebi goes to bed that night and comes running telling me about how the tooth fairy "must have came when I was at cousin Lincoln's house!" yes, yes sweet boy. now go to sleep.
The next morning I explained to him how the tooth fairy was crazy and I was going to call her boss. She didn't show up on the right day or even when he was home. Crazy tooth fairy.
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