tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19498926.post5521331386482974750..comments2023-06-29T07:37:40.298-05:00Comments on Mommyville: attention deficitAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08031788330989391305noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19498926.post-31880960598678507912007-12-11T13:55:00.000-06:002007-12-11T13:55:00.000-06:00I did the same "late" tooth fairy thing. It's actu...I did the same "late" tooth fairy thing. It's actually how my oldest learned there is no tooth fairy, easter bunny or Santa Claus. His face when he saw the tooth still in the glass in the morning was so heartbreaking, <BR/><BR/>I just said, "Honey, I'm sorry. The tooth fairy doesn't hate you. It's me. It's just me. And I stink. Here's $5. Will that help? I'm so sorry." <BR/><BR/>He narrowed his eyes, collected his thoughts, then asked about the bunny and the santa. I humbly confessed all. <BR/><BR/>It was the lowest point of my parenting tenure. And then I DID IT AGAIN 2 YEARS LATER WITH ABBEY. <BR/><BR/>You could never suck as bad as me. Hope that helps?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19498926.post-25746592717106218662007-12-10T23:04:00.000-06:002007-12-10T23:04:00.000-06:00That just can't be a good thing :)Hope it cleaned ...That just can't be a good thing :)<BR/><BR/>Hope it cleaned up without too much trauma!Scribbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.com