Here’s a good story for all you good folks. This shows how fried the brain of a stay at mommy really is. . .
This morning Julian was brushing his teeth and out popped a very loose bottom tooth. He proudly showed everyone his gaping bloody hole with the new tooth poking through the gum. A very big event in the life of a six year old! He carefully gave it to me and spoke excitedly to Jaden and Evely of the goodies the tooth fairy would be bringing him tonight.
I carefully put it up on the bar and told myself to put it in a baggy when I got back from taking Julian to school. My morning was busy as my friend Jules was coming over with her kids. I went about making the beds, cleaning toilets and sinks, picking up all the scattered toys and cleaning the kitchen and wiping down all the counters. Later I thought, “Oh, I’ve gotta put Julian’s tooth in a baggy.” I went to the bar to get it . . .and it was GONE!! I then suddenly remembered picking up a piece of white something and tossing it into the trash. You know that sinking feeling of horror you get in the pit of your stomach. . .yeah. That was me.
So, I started going through the trash can. After pilfering through some poopy diapers, cereal, nasty food that cannot be identified. . .I quit. I had this wonderful idea that I could just go find one of his old teeth out of the hiding spot and put it in a baggy and he wouldn’t know the difference. So I did. However, the old teeth look . . .well. . .old! It was dingy and brown and looked different. It wasn’t the white shiny tooth that he held up that morning with glee – and you have to know Julian, he would KNOW! He just would and then it would be a big problem.
So all day this tooth problem is hanging over my head and the thoughts of “what will Julian do when he sees this crackly looking old brown tooth in the bag?”, “How could I have thrown that away and not thought a thing of it?”, “crap, crap and double dog doo CRAP!”.
Finally, I tell Jules that I gotta go through that gross trash bag. She was game as she is a regular dumpster diver herself. So we dug through the nasties and guess what. . .WE FOUND IT!!! There it was, gleaming and white, amidst the coffe grounds, pancake mess and smooshed cereal!
Relief at last!!!!
What we go through for the sake of our little children’s psyche. More like what I went through for mine! The great thing is he will never know what his little tooth went through today as he lays it under his pillow for mommy the tooth fairy to find.
Thanks, Jules, for helping me go through that mess!!!