When I saw my girl Jenn was participating in a new link up yall knew I had to jump on that wagon on it's way by. What you did not know is that last night I was at the ER with the boy forever and a day thinking he was having an appendicitis. Now before you go thinking I am a hypochondriac, a doctor recommended I take him in to get checked out. I am the most under-reacting parent ever. If i don't see vomit, a bone, or blood, you are fine. Rub some dirt in it. I am glad I took him in and stand by my choice. It looks like he should be just fine and was full of gas. True story. A 100 dollar fart issue. My life.
SO here are some flashbacks that will make you giggle, after you get done laughing about my 100 dolla fart copay. Feel free to donate to the fart fund if you'd like.
Exhibit A - I sleep walk.
When I was 12 my mom found me at the front door naked. Apparently I had knocked on their bedroom door and announced I WAS GOING TO THE MAIL BOX! Someone had mailed me a bra! It wasnt until I got down stairs and (kindly)shut the door behind me she bothered to get up and go check on me. When she came out of her bedroom she found a trail of my clothes leading to the door. I should mention we had a group mailbox, and it was across the street from my house.
Exhibit B- I am a horrible tooth fairy.
The tooth fairy did not come. We both totally forgot until the next morning that it was even still in my pocket. The kids not scarred. Whew!
Cue that next night hugs and kisses and all that jazz and a reminder Mom don't forget to get my tooth and put it under my pillow!!!!! No problem bud.
Except that I took my tired butt to bed only to be woken up by a crying 7 year old. "YOU FORGOT MY TOOTH!"
So we together the next morning put it in a baggie and he then placed it under his pillow! YAY!
Thursday night. Hugs, kisses, all that Jazz. "My tooths under my pillow mom!!!!" Great buddy! Can't wait til she comes!
Cue this morning.
MOM! The tooth fairy didn't come!
Ok therapy saving acct officially started.
At first I thought I should just hand him five bucks and tell him. But no no not me
I came up with the best plan ever!
"Sorry buddy! But I bet I know why. your sister was up sick all night (and she was)! The tooth fairy probably saw her awake and didn't come in, plus we wouldn't want to get the tooth fairy sick would we? Flying around house to house vomiting everywhere?"
"Oh yeah that's true" he says.
Then I go a step further, "Maybe she will come later while you are down stairs and sissy is asleep! And if not I will just send her a note OK?"
He goes downstairs happily.
Cue me scrambling to find some money. Crap I only have the money from Saturday night's tooth fairy extravaganza that he gave to me to hold for safe keeping. Oh well that'll have to do!
I wake up a (sick) Courtney and tell her, "I am putting the money there from the tooth fairy, after I leave for work make a HUGE deal about how she came OK? OK!"
Cue half hour ago I get a phone call with an ecstatic 7 year old "MOM she CAME! She left me 5 bucks!" (hey thats all I had plus that B needed to be charged a late fee anyways!)
That folks is how NOT to be the tooth fairy for your kid.