Sunday, poolside, while waiting for the baptism, one of Jacob's molars fell out. Excited by this surprise prospect for financial gain, Jacob was quickly disappointed when Monday morning, under his pillow he found his tooth, still neatly sealed in a ziplock bag. The same happened Tuesday morning and Wednesday morning. Jacob, who is quickly drawing close to the age where he should be seeing through this thin veneer, began to wonder if something was wrong with the Fairy, or if maybe he was doing something wrong. I assured him (blushing) that the Fairy would eventually do her job.
This morning, after the Fairy finished working on some emails at around 2 am, she snuck into Jacob's bedroom and reached under the pillow (on a high bunk-bed). The movement and faint sound of fingers on ziplock woke the despairing boy and the Tooth Fairy quickly dove under the bunk bed, hoping she hadn't been seen. Unfortunately, Jacob stuck his head over the edge of the bed and said, "Dad?". I smiled and said, 'Hey buddy, I'm just checking on your tooth.' He looked under the pillow and saw his tooth still there and fell back asleep after I reassured him she would come later in the night.
Whew. So, I went to bed and set my alarm for a few minutes before 7:00. Jacob stumbled into our room at 6, complaining that she STILL had not come. I told him to lay down and when he'd fallen asleep, the Tooth Fairy made the switch. At 7:00, I told Jacob just to make sure one last time. He was pleased to see that the trade had been made.
These kids these days! Their consumer expectations are something else! I would apologize for the Tooth Fairy, but really, one Euro is equal to $1.30 today and at that rate, it is no wonder she's scrambling, digging through 'Change for Vacation' jars to pay her clients.
So, lazy Tooth Fairy? In the end, all excuses aside, I guess this time she was.