Well, it has been a big week for us. Between school starting, Thomas's birthday, and my own inner struggles...needless to say, our hands have been busy. Well, while I was out doing some last minute school shopping, Hazel lost her first tooth. That was her first mistake. I think I needed to see the blood for it to register with me. I tried to make a big fuss when I got home, but my performance probably lacked enthusiasm. Well, the night rolled around and I went to bed. I woke up to a soft knock on my door. I cracked the door open, and there was Hazel. She said, " The tooth fairy didn't come." in a shaky voice while tears welled up in her eyes. I made up a passable excuse for the Tooth Fairy. She felt reassured. Then I remembered she had slept on the couch. So I ran to her bed and put the goods and a note explaining how she couldn't find Hazel or her tooth. Then I sent her to check her bed. She seemed relieved. I felt terrible. I am officially going to snap out of it.