(Joel here) Well, it's official -- Dad is the tooth fairy! We've never really let our kids believe in the tooth fairy, but we do have some fun with the idea. The other day Caleb lost a tooth and put it under his pillow. Three or four days later, Caleb reminded me that his tooth was still under his pillow and he was waiting for the tooth fairy. So I told him the tooth fairy would pay a visit.
That night when I snuck in his room, I thought he would already be sound asleep. But when I stooped down with my flashlight and reached under his pillow, I was met with a large, impish, glow-in-the-dark grin from Caleb, who was watching my every move. D'oh! My attempts to explain to him that the tooth fairy was busy and had asked me to stand in were completely in vain.
That night when I snuck in his room, I thought he would already be sound asleep. But when I stooped down with my flashlight and reached under his pillow, I was met with a large, impish, glow-in-the-dark grin from Caleb, who was watching my every move. D'oh! My attempts to explain to him that the tooth fairy was busy and had asked me to stand in were completely in vain.
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