Meet Snaggletooth

This is Casey. He is 7. I'm telling you this because you may not recognize him now without both of his upper two front teeth. Have I told you before that one of my greatest fears about having children before I had children was that their teeth would get loose and they [shuddering] would want me to help pull the teeth out? I've been blogging for over a year now, so it's pretty likely that you've heard all my stories and I'm now recycling them without even knowing it. Regardless, I now know that what I should have been afraid of was projectile vomiting at 2:00 a.m., and the tooth thing is basically a non-issue.

In the car on the way home from school today Casey asked me if I wanted to play Mario Karts with him when we got home. I said, "Sure." Casey said, "I'm going to be Luigi." I was thinking about something else, so it took me several seconds to process what he said. When I realized he was trying to steal my favorite character, I perked up and said, "Heeey! I'm always Luigi!" (I can sound just like a 7 year old when I want to). Casey laughed and said, "I know! Did you forget Luigi was your character?" I said, "Well, my head is very full, sometimes stuff just falls out." Casey shot back, "Well aren't you glad I was here to catch it and stuff it back in?" That boy, he's destined to be a grade A smart-aleck like his mom.