Yesterday my eldest sons first molar fell out.We did the usual thing,wrapped it in tissue,popped it under his pillow,all set for the tooth fairy visit.
Anyway the tooth fairy had a meeting at school last night and discovered that son may be dyslexic,and they want to do some tests.The tooth fairy is also pregnant with #3 and appears to be using her few remaining brain cells to grow a placenta or something.On top of this she also had a very busy early shift yesterday.She's a little tired and preoccupied by bed time!
Upshot was that my son appeared this morning, tooth in hand, trying to justify why/how the tooth fairy missed him off her rounds last night.
I think he has gotten over it now, and is going to try again tonight.He's a very trusting boy!
Boy,do I feel bad!!