Yesterday Amanda informed me that her tooth had come out. But that wasn't the big news. The BIG news was that for the first time in her 11+ years, she was actually going to put the tooth under her pillow for the Tooth Fairy! (Yes, she knows it's me.) Up until now, she's been holding out.
Amanda: So I'm going to put this under my pillow.
Me: Okay, but do the Tooth Fairy a favor and make it easy to get to.
Amanda: How about if I put it in this little pink box?
The next morning, while I'm blow-drying my hair, she comes into the bathroom shaking a pink box in my face.
Me: Knock it off, Amanda. What is your deal?!
She just kept shaking it in my face.
And then I got it. The TOOTH!!! I completely forgot to cash out her tooth. Ugh!!!
Me: Oh Amanda, I'm so sorry.
Amanda: That's okay. Tonight I'm going to put TWO teeth under my pillow.
Me: Got it.
Apparently I've got a gambler on my hands. Double or nothing, I guess, huh?