So my little shitlin lost a tooth.

He said "I'm going to catch the tooth fairy tonight."

I laughed and wished him luck and tucked him in then returned to my show. About 15 minutes later he pokes his head out and says "goodnight mommy, I love you." I tell him goodnight and I love him too.

I ALMOST DIED AS I STEPPED ON THIS PILE OF HATRED! MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY AS MY INTERNAL SCREAMS WERE TOO MUCH!

He QUIETLY sprawled his LEGOS and other small painful toys out to catch the tooth fairy!

I managed to gather myself and sneak through his death trap. However, he lost a dollar for my pain and suffering.

*UPDATE* I reminded him that the tooth fairy has wings for a reason. He said "I know, I was just hoping she'd be tired from flying so much and walk into my room on the LEGOs so I could catch her."

He was hoping she'd be too tired to fly and injure her poor feet. Evil. Pure evil.

My feet and I will seek revenge. Someday. Lol