This is one of those days. And of course it is a Monday! Universe, that is just mean.
6:30am - Isabella droops down the stairs with a pitiful look.
"Mommy, the Tooth Fairy didn't come last night! There was no money under my pillow, just my tooth."
Cue my half-asleep, shocked (oh, crap) look.
"Oh, my! (Quick! distract and divert! deflect!) Well, did you have just the tooth under there, or was it in the little pillow?"
Isabella, questioningly: "It was just the tooth."
Me: "That must be it then! Let's put it in the pillow." (And make several mental notes to Not Forget, Tooth Fairy.)
8:30am - Here comes the sinking feeling, right in the pit of my stomach. Don't tell me you don't know this feeling. This week is Jadyn's turn to be Star Student in kindergarten. Need I say more?
Did we make her poster this weekend? Did she have anything to take in?
I am going to pay big-time for this. I have already gotten out my Fancy Scrapbooking Stickers in Hot Pink, and my Good Embellishments, Pink Butterflies if-you-please, to beg forgiveness. No magic markers or cheap stickers for Jadyn this time. This will be a custom poster. I may even have to let her decorate it At My Desk.
It's the least I can do, as Mother of the Year.