So I went to my first writer's conference this past weekend. I'll be posting more on that through the week. And if you don't know already, there's still time to post the first 250 words of your YA / MG story on Shelley Watter's blog for an agent contest.
And congrats to Liz P. who won a copy of Creep from Jennifer Hillier! Thanks to everyone who commented that day. Winner was selected by Random.org.
I had to share with you what happened the other night, when I hung my picture in the mommy hall of shame. My sweet little six year old managed to yank out his loose tooth (third one ever) and was so excited he did it by himself, and of course, for the tooth fairy to come. I have a little pillow with a pocket in it for such occasions--one I used when I was a little girl. My son tucked away his tiny tooth and even went to bed early that night--so anxious for his prize.
So, being the tired mom that I am, I fell asleep early that night, with a passing thought that when I woke early, I needed to slip some money in the pillow and snag the tooth. Since I always wake up before my kids, it was a perfect plan. Except, when I woke up, I forgot! I made coffee, sat at the computer, did some beta reading. All the while my sweet little baby sleeping and dreaming of what lie in store when he woke up.
Next thing I know, he peeks out at me from the glass door to see what I'm doing in my office. As soon as I see his cute, hopeful little face, it hit me: I FORGOT HIS TOOTH!!! *facepalm*
My heart sunk. I knew there was no way I could pull it off without blowing my cover and ruining his childhood fantasies of a chipper little fairy dashing in and out of houses with money. Well, of course I still had to try. I hoped somehow he hadn't noticed his tooth was still in the pocket of the pillow. He'd even left it at the very edge of the pocket so the tooth fairy didn't get stuck trying to get inside. (is that the cutest or what?) So, feeling like the worst mom ever, I scrambled for some way to pull it off. I sat with him and talked, waiting for him to ask why the tooth fairy hadn't come, and finally he mentioned how it was still dark out.
Aha! My chance at redemption! I made him lie down and try to go back to sleep while I pondered a way to slip some bills into the pocket and grab the tooth. It was right next to him, and never once did I see him close his eyes again. He was sad. I could hear him sniffling, trying to be brave while he staved off epic disappointment. Oh the torture I felt!
After finding I had no bills in my wallet or anywhere else, an idea popped in my head. I scrounged for loose change from our toll fund in the car and sealed it in an envelope with a little note from the tooth fairy herself. I snuck outside and left it at the front door, then went back and acted cool while my son was still sniffling. It was light out by then, and obvious that the tooth fairy didn't make it to our house. :(
I said, "Let's talk. Seems like the the tooth fairy didn't get here in time. But, yanno, that happens sometimes on busy teeth-losing nights. Maybe we should check outside and see if the tooth fairy had trouble getting to your tooth."
I could almost see the little lightbulb go off inside his head. He went right outside and found the envelope, a look of pure astonishment on his face. He found $2 in change and a note that said something to the effect of, "My magic stopped working and I couldn't get inside your house. Please keep your tooth as a souvenir to remember me by. Love, the Tooth Fairy."
And he was ecstatic! It all made perfect sense! Of course her magic wore off! Of course she'd leave a giant envelope with heavy change, because her magic had worked fine up until that point! And of course, everyone knows the tooth fairy never leaves her home without pen and paper! ;) My son was even more thrilled that he got to keep his tooth. So what could've been the day I blew it big time, turned out to be a "think outside the box" time and ended up being even more magical for my son since he got a personalized letter AND got to keep his tooth. lol
But boy oh boy, for awhile there, I felt like crawling into a hole and hiding. How could I forget to do the tooth fairy thing?? What a horrible mother I was?? It was a nice reminder of how kids will believe anything you tell them, as well as how magic can exist in anything, if we're willing to be creative. Having children opens up a world of magic, and I never want to keep that from them. For a few minutes there, I had actually considered spilling the beans because I didn't know how to recover my epic fail. But I'm so glad I didn't.
How about you? Have you made any big goofs you've recovered from? Or found a way to think outside the box at the last moment? Please share ....