Will lost a tooth yesterday morning, and as I was tucking him in last night, we had this conversation:
Will: So how does the Tooth Fairy get in the house?
me: I dunno, I guess through the chimney.
Will: No, I don't think so. The opening of the fireplace is only *this big* [fingers about 1/2 inch apart] and she could go through like this, [demonstrates other finger going partway through] but see, her bahookie* would get stuck right here.
me: Dude, seriously?
Will: oh, yeah, definitely. I've seen fairies in movies and they have kinda big bahookies.
That left me speechless. Maybe he's right. I mean, who doesn't remember this scene in Peter Pan?
Still, that kid's dang lucky that the "Tooth Fairy" didn't get her feelings hurt and cancel his payout. I'm just saying.
*I'm pretty sure he picked up this term from the movie "Open Season." There were some Scottish-sounding chipmunks, squirrels or some such up in a tree that said it.