I thought that the greatest thing about Saturday night was going to be the Lifepointe team Christmas party and the vegetable wreath I had made for it,...until W had an incident.
I had just gotten the plates for the boys and was coming back into the room with mine and saw W crying. When I asked him what was wrong, he handed me HIS TOOTH! He had taken a bite of chip and it popped out! This is the first one he has lost-he hadn't mentioned it being loose or anything! (Good thing, wriggly teeth skeeve me out.)
My baby is growing up!