Teeth, Bunnies, & Money

Oh help me Rhonda!!! (notice Rhonda never helps...?) My youngest son looses his first upper front tooth this past weekend in the swimming pool. I cringed!! Not for him, but for me. That is a tooth that wont be in my porcelain container of teeth from the boys. (kinda grim...who cares). What can I do to out do the last tooth fairy visit???

You see as a child I got a silver dollar for every tooth I lost. Gave it to my dad for "Safe keeping" only to find out 30 years later I got the same silver dollar. My father recycled it. Bastard! I say this with great respect, gotta hand it to the man - great idea.

Well the first tooth my oldest lost was a Super milestone in our home for me. I waited up late, left a note that took me for-ever to make (artistic me? NO) even a trail of glitter from the bed to the window. I think it was 5$, whatever it set the bar so high I screwed myself big time for life on the tooth thing.
So every tooth lost since has had to be super crazy fantastic. I forgot all about it as the boys had spent the night at my dad's that night. When we came home the following afternoon with the new DRUM SET (Holy Mother of God Loud!!) my mind was elsewhere. So where the kids. Whew got out of that one! WRONG last night my youngest comes to me and says "Mama we need to write the tooth fairy a letter and put it under my pillow". Great idea toothless hillbilly!! Dancing with the Stars is on and I cannot miss MAKS! Lets write that letter. So I become the court reporter and write as he talks. Put it under his pillow, off to sleep he goes (he has a switch or something). My older one is laying awake next to him......tick tock not asleep. I go into my purse to make a origami something out of a dollar shit, all I have is a 20 dollar bill. So I go ask Walter who is knee deep in his Netflix via X-Box National Geographic show....(yes I know) for a dollar. He has no cash. What in the hell are we going to do!? I begged Walter to run up to the corner store get a lotto ticket  or anything to make change. His response was "just put the 20$ in there or go raid their piggy bank. No I am not stealing from the piggy bank, as for a fact there are no bills in it. Also a tooth =$20 hell no. After his "Special" is over he goes and brings me change. I love him!!!! I try to fashion it into a airplane. I have google opened and am following directions, and its just not working-fail. So I ask Walter again for help, he takes the bill and ta daa a fighter jet. Bad Ass!!!!Now if the older son would just go to sleep! Finally he does and with swift Ninja like skill I am in and out in a flash! He was so happy the following morning bedhead with a hillbilly grin!

Now here is another HUGE thought. Easter is this weekend. When I was little I got Peeps, Chocolate Bunny and a stuffed animal. Done.
Not these days, Easter baskets, are like a jackpot of wants and desires.
Last year I should of just drove past Wal Mart throwing $100 out the window into the parking lot. Why you might be thinking......? Because I spent at least that much at Wal Mart. So Easter Eve as I tra la la la out to the car to get the loot to make the Easter Baskets I lay out everything to find it all Ruined!!!! Genious here left the shit in my Mini's boot to stay safe and hidden. (trunk. that holds maybe 2 pair of  real boots) All to melt. ALL DESTROYED. No Time, cannot do a midnight run Easter basket shopping still partially crocked from the Easter party earlier. So what was left included toys, DS games, and books. I loaded up the baskets and hoped for the best. It worked. Thank goodness for the extras I had.
So do I keep up with the Joneses and do the high dollar basket? Not melted. Or retro it with Peeps, and a hollow chocolate bunny that looks possessed. Throw in a book - done.

The Easter Bunny will get it right just in time for the boys to stop believing. That's OK, I enjoy feeling like a rock star on those special mornings. For now........ until I become the parent who LIED for years!!!