As a mother of a 14, 10 and 8 year old and former dental assistant specializing in pediatric and oral surgery, you would say that I have more experience with lost teeth than your average parent.
Sheridan's lower right cuspid had been hanging on for dear life for way over a month. The other day I asked my daughter if she was going to pull her tooth soon. She said "tomorow". The poor tooth was looking like a fang, slightly outside of the normal row of teeth with another tooth growing in behind it. Of course, it didn't receive the cleaning attention it deserved so you can image the state it must have been in!
Tomorrow came and I reminded Sheridan of her promise. She marched into the bathroom and tried to do the deed herself. She came out of the bathroom a bloody mess with the tooth still attached. She asked for my "professional" help and quickly abliged. I truly love pulling teeth! Scary, I know. I lifted it off the gum tissue and she asked "did you get it?" and I showed her the tooth. She cleaned it off and ran upstairs to put it in her tooth fairy pillow.
This morning, she came downstairs and said in such a pitiful voice with her head hanging low, "the tooth fairy didn't come!" My husband and I looked at each other in shock! Ooops!
I fell down on the job! How could I have done this? Guilt took over and I quickly ran upstairs to put $2 in the pillow instead of the customary $1 and a note from the tooth fairy. I bought some tooth fairy notes online several years ago to have on hand. I'm so glad when I plan ahead like that!
I took my oldest to Junior High and when I came back, Sheridan had found the money and the note and everything was good again!
Have you forgotten to do your "job"? What was the fallout?