
Monday during some morning snuggles, Marshall accidentally got bonked ever-so-slightly on the mouth. Not hard, mind you, but enough to jostle one of his three (yes, THREE) loose teeth. I wiggled it and gave Taigen a knowing glance. (MmmmHmmm! This one is ready to come out very soon.) I decided to not make a big deal of it, that way, Marshall wouldn't get worry warts over it. My decision paid off, big time, during lunch.
Marshall was eating some homemade macaroni and cheese when he oooomphed at me and then began wimpering. When I asked him what was wrong, he opened his mouth (
which was still full by the way) to show me the spot where the tooth was.
"Did you eat it?" He shook his head "no."
"Spit it out!"
Now folks, I don't know what is worse:
- Seeing a tooth hangling for dear life
- Pulling a tooth that has been hanging on for dear life OR
- Rummaging for a tooth in similarly colored pasta pieces covered in a lovely, creamy cheese/saliva sauce.

Either way, I have now done them all. (
Was this in the fine print of my contract?)By the way, do you see Marshall's two front teeth? They are super loose as well. They haven't reached the "Hanging On For Dear Life" stage yet, but they have started migrating out and forward. They are at a pretty drastic angle already. Either way, this toothless wonder is super cute and proud of his new gap and...this mama is mighty thankful for the macaroni and cheese.