I woke up this morning to Mo tapping me saying, " come mom, lets go see how much money the tooth fairy left me".
A wave of panic flew over me. I forgot!!! I knew I would forget. Why did I forget? I tried to think as quickly as possible.
"Sweetie, just a minute let me go to the bathroom and then I'll be in. Please wait for me, no peeking!!"
I spotted 2 dollar bills on my dresser. Aha, this would be risky, do I attempt?
I walk into her room very slowly cupping the crumpled up dollar bills in my hands. As she is searching, I help and discretely tuck the money in.
It worked!!!! It worked!!!
I keep wondering when she will stop believing. Maybe she already has. After all she is 9.
That's ok. I'll hold on to these bits of childhood as long as I can.