As family & friends anxiously watched me compete on Wipeout, my son had his own mission. He wiggled & wiggled a tooth on & off for an hour as he sat viewing his mom on T.V. Upon the finale, cheers erupted, my daughter was crying & hugging me tightly chanting “I can’t believe you won!”
5,6,7 minutes passed & I couldn’t even find my son Nate. Then magically he appeared, grinning as he bounded down the stairs holding his fist out towards me. “I lost my 7th tooth, I got some floss that Zoe used to make your zip-line on the Wipeout Cake, made a lasso to put around it & I just pulled it out!!!” he exclaimed with great pride.
He enjoyed licking the blue frosting from around the smooth toothless space as he savored his successful night.
