Mini-Husband lost his fifth tooth yesterday and if some you remember, this mean a nocturnal visit from the tooth mouse.
You would think by now, on the fifth tooth, we'd have the gig on this all worked out. A simple sneak into Mini-Husband's room, steal the tooth, deposit the 2 euro coin, and sneak back outta there without waking anyone.
Easy, right?
Sure, as long as you don't forget.
I've been busy this morning trying to explain to Mini-Husband that there is only one tooth mouse for the whole of France and there must have been a serious rush of kids losing their teeth last night.
Mini-Husband thinks that the mouse needs to get an assistant, like a squirrel, to help so that all the teeth all over the country can get picked up as they should.
I agreed with him wholeheartedly then snuck back upstairs and did what we should have done last night.
I make a bad mouse, that's for sure. But, boy can I do squirrel!
5 comments:
There's an understatement!! xoxo
The fairy is way lame around here. One time she left Meghan anote apologizing for not being able to get to her the first night. I hope Ceara nevers hears about her so she can just go the way of the wind.
I guess finding it on the floor wouldn't have worked this time.
made him suspicious. . .
Gosh, we have the same problem in the States. Our Fairy is quite good at writing apologies for tardiness.
Mom said my brother once wrote the tooth fairy a note after a week of looking under his pillow!! Luckily for the toothfairy, he made a production about writing the letter and Mom was able to get the message, I mean, pass the message on to the toothfairy! Alot going on with 6 kids, explains why she still does not know my birthday! xoxoxox
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