Babybartfast got up WAY too early this morning, but DH and I didn't want to get up yet. She tried to climb in bed with us, which would have been fine, but she couldn't hold still so DH removed her and told her to go play in the living room. I was still pretty groggy at that point as she was climbing on me, so I didn't really pay attention until she suddenly appeared in the bedroom doorway and announced, "Mommy, I put a banana under your pillow!"
I reached one hand under there and - yep, sure enough, there were two bananas under my pillow and one under DH's!
"Babybartfast, why did you put a banana under my pillow?"
"I put a banana under your pillow so when the fairy comes she'll have something to eat!"
No idea where she's been hearing about the tooth fairy - she's only 3 1/2, nowhere near old enough to be losing teeth yet - but DH tried to give her a semi-coherent explanation about why bananas are not bedtime toys.