SPOILER ALERT!

No H, there is no tooth fairy. My daughter H, has a very high loft bed, making it extremely difficult for the tooth fairy to reach under her pillow. Several months ago, upon losing a tooth, I told her to put it under her pillow.  Of course, she had to put it as far away from the outside of the bed as possible. Did I mention her bed is up against the wall? In order to access the tooth, said tooth fairy must climb up on a stool, shimmy arms through handrail, reach over sleeping child to far end of pillow and extract tooth in exchange for money (and possibly One Direction trading cards).

However, the female tooth fairy in the house is apparently not tall enough nor does not have the arm length needed to reach said tooth. Female tooth fairy asks male tooth fairy to do what he has to do before he goes to work (which is around 5:00 am). 

Oh dear, what happens next was quite devastating for mama bear.  H woke up while tooth fairy/daddy was reaching under her pillow! Needless to say, I was the only one who was crushed by the revelation that my daughter realized we were the tooth fairy.  It most definitely takes the fun out of her still losing her teeth. "No mom, it's ok, i don't need to put it under my pillow anymore." If that doesn't deserve a frowning face i don't know what does :(.