What you are about to read is not for the faint of heart. In fact, you may want to periodically check over your shoulder for company. You know the kind: the little eyes that like to peer over your shoulder while you are reading stories online. “Mom! What are you reading? Is that Facebook… again?!”
Especially in the Hott House! It happens–all. the. time. The second I fire-up my laptop, someone comes along to cuddle up and read along with me. Needless to say, I don’t stay on MSN for long; nor even my own blog, for that matter. 99% of the time, I am persuaded to see what fashions are available at Justice, play Poptropica, or shop for Transformers on Amazon.
Yikes! It never ends!
So, if this happens at your house too, just log off now and never mind finishing this post. Rather, due to the content of this post, sneak back in the wee hours of the morning and meet me here. We’ll finish then!
Ahhhhh! Are you back? Hoping we are alone now to finish our little chat. You see, what I am about to share is some pretty sensitive content. The younger readers in your house, well…. they just will NOT be ready to see this story. OK… so here goes!
Again… One would think after four children, I would have a better plan, right? Wrong. What I am about to share will certainly NOT win me any “mother of the year” awards. I feel terrible about it, seriously. But the subject matter, which I don’t want to “spill the beans” to any young eyes out there, has to do with the… are you ready?
…the Tooth Fairy!
There,… I said it. This whole Tooth Fairy thing is really making this gray haired Hott Mama a little crazy! Just a few nights ago, Violet lost a tooth.
Mind you, Violet is 11 years old. This is not a new endeavor for her at all. After no less than 90 minutes at midnight, the little sucker f.i.n.a.l.l.y came out! She was such a mess… the poor baby tooth was sooooo loose that it was twisted around backwards and hanging by a thread. One would think that it would fall out with a breeze. But nooooooo…. With Violet, it’s all about the drama.
So, we proceeded to negotiate. She refused to go to bed (yes, the rest of the Hotts were fast asleep) until this tooth was out for fear that she would swallow it in her sleep. This, she felt certain, would bring her an untimely early death. Of all the Hotts living under this roof, Violet is, by far, the most stubborn. Wonder where she gets THAT from??? (hint, hint).
When the crazy tooth managed to literally jump out (I think it was trying to escape by this time), I was sooo relieved. And exhausted. We got the traditional sandwich baggie and placed it under her pillow. Yes…. Violet still believes in the Tooth Fairy. (At least, she pretends to… I’m not really sure!)
Relieved, I crawled in to bed at no less than 12:30 a.m. and waited for when I felt sure she would be out for the night (or morning).
Now, I must tell you, I normally wake up nightly around 3:00 a.m.”ish”, to either Levi or Isaac joining us. If not that, it is the incessant roar of Dan’s melodic (yeah, right) snoring, which is so loud by the way, that it can be heard across town. And we live six miles out on the side of a mountain.
Finally, my head hits the pillow and I.am.out! Ever do that?
WHAT? 6:45 A.M. Wait…. What am I forgetting?…..
OH NO! I SLEPT THROUGH THE TOOTH FAIRY!
I race around the house as quiet as possible looking for loose dollars, finally stealing a few from Dan’s wallet (shhhhh… don’t tell him) and dart up the steps to Violet’s room.
Like a thief in the early morning sun, I crawl on my belly into her room and slink like a snake up the side of her bed. Good. She is still sleeping soundly.
Oh so carefully, I creep my arm under her heavy pillow to recover the lost tooth from hours earlier. It’s – not- there!
Holy Cow! NOW what do I do???? I continue to search a little like a dinosaur dig under her pillow and around her bed. Carefully, I am roaming under a 90 pound sleeping Violet, still not finding any clue of the tooth when suddenly…
She bolts upright! Eyes wide OPEN!!! Staring straight – at – ME! Well, wondering how I will explain the dollar in one hand and my arm up to the shoulder now under her butt, I panicked! Not really knowing what to do, I darted as quick as I could and hid under Violet’s bed, along with both American Girl dolls, an assortment of dirty socks, and, what’s this? Oh, I don’t want to know!
Busted! Has it ever happened to you? Does anyone have any suggestions on how to manage this whole Tooth Fairy thing? Because, Violet has two younger siblings to loose something like 48 MORE teeth between them. Uggggh…
I gave up on finding that stupid tooth, stuck the dollar under her pillow, and went back to bed. Where is Dwayne Johnson when you need him?
“Serve the Lord with gladness; Come before His presence with singing” – Psalm 100:2
Really–I have a confession. I can’t wait to do it again!
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