Okay - so I am wracked with guilt.
Dd lost her first tooth yesterday while at school. She came home with it carefully wrapped up in an envelope and we found a box to put it in and left it under her pillow.
She awoke this morning, checked the box and the tooth was still there! Yes ok so I forgot. I remember thinking about it, but then ds1 (aged 12!) decided he wanted a cuddle in bed and I fell asleep with him - woke up feeling awful and went straight to bed. Forgot all about the bloody tooth! The worst thing was that dd checked the box this morning and never said a word. She obviously felt guilty that her tooth wasn't good enough or something.
When I eventually remembered, I fobbed dd off with the excuse that the tooth fairy was very busy and must have run out of time.
Feel like the worst mum in the world. (The tooth fairy has never forgotten the boys' teeth.)