Last night around bed time...
Scratch that. We really don't do bedtime in the summer. It may be bad parenting but, having the kids sleep in until 10-10:30 is incredible.
So it was around 10pm. Kids are watching TV and eating gummie bears/worms, when Handsome announces that he lost one of his molars. Awesome. I just happen to have cash in my purse, which NEVER happens. I'm all set for this. I smile to myself.
Fast forward a couple hours. I'm falling asleep, Puddin Pop is already sleeping, and Handsome is on the couch watching videos on his tablet. (the kids prefer sleeping in the living room when on vacation, and on weekends, and every. chance. they. get). I decide to get up and get a dollar to put under his pillow, so I don't have to get back up when Handsome falls asleep. I crawl into the bed and tuck it under my pillow until it's time.
Fast forward another hour...
PP wakes me up to say there is something wet on the bed, she thinks it's pee and belongs to one of the cats. It turned out to be water, from a bottle that the lid didn't get screwed onto. I get up, to clean the mess, and PP scooches over claiming, "I'll keep your spot warm for you."... followed by, "Hey. Why is there a dollar under your pillow? It must be the one I lost earlier. Where's my purse?"
Sure as shit, she gets up and puts the dollar with her other money, claiming she lost $1 earlier in the day. WTF? Handsome has headphones on and missed the whole thing. I would've mentioned the whole tooth fairy thing but, I hadn't retrieved the tooth yet and, she is already leery about the validity of said tooth fairy. I let it go, and let her have the money but, only because I had ONE dollar left.
Get her tucked back in, get the other dollar, and tuck it IN my pillow case.
Another hour passes...
Handsome wants to get into the bed, He had fallen asleep on the couch. PP is dead center so I give him my spot and move to the couch.
PP and I get up around 9. Handsome awakes around 10:30 and the first thing he wants to know is, "Where's my money?"
I realize that I still haven't retrieved the tooth. Thankfully, it disappeared on it's own (probably under the couch, I'll look later).
I pretend to help him look by shaking out the blankets and pillows until it falls out of said pillow case.
Now he's happy.
They BOTH are a dollar richer, and I'm the slacker Tooth Fairy that should have this down by now.