My brilliance was tested on Sunday morning when the tooth fairy *apparently* forgot to leave money under G's pillow.
Nothing like being dead asleep and having your son wake you up crying because the fairy didn't come. Dumb fairy....
Alas, I was able to *locate* her gift on the tree with the explanation that during Christmas, if a child looses a tooth, the tooth is to be kept by the child and the money is hidden in an envelope on the Christmas tree filled with glitter.
Whoosh. Problem solved.
Then I had coffee and relaxed that the fairy crisis had been adverted.
Next up was Christmas for the kids at Kristie and Eric's. We had a great brunch and the kids enjoyed their gifts and completely ignored us until they went outside and sledded on the ice covered lawn.
Aidan went off with his Mom to his Uncle's and G and I went home and made Jesus's birthday cake. He read the directions and made the whole cake. He's becoming a geat little chef...until he looses interest and then bails and runs out of the kitchen saying thanks, Mom, for finishing that up for me. Little turkey.
|The magical glittered filled envelope from the Tooth Fairy.|
|The kids before opening their gifts at Kristie's.|
|After gift opening. Totally not interested in us anymore.|
|Decorating in full force.|
|Happy Birthday, Jesus!|