That night, I had Blaise and Simeon awake in the night and asleep in the bed with us by morning. I was barely processing the start of a new day when Lieren came into the kitchen with tears, asking why there wasn't money under her pillow.
At first I stared, not sure what she was talking about.
Then I could have cried.
I gave her a big hug and said that the Tooth Fairy had a very long night and that if she went and slept in Blaise's bed maybe it would give her more time to come visit Lieren.
Our girl was more than willing to go along with it.
I grabbed a marker and paper, wrote a sweet note, pulled out the cash, and added an envelope of sugar sparkle dust for good measure.
When Lieren decided to get up and went back in her room, the whole production delighted her to no measure. Our kids don't believe in the Tooth Fairy and she knows I did the whole thing but they sure love the idea of the magic of it all.
The moral of this story, for this forgetful fairy, is that a little sparkle dust can never hurt.
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