Although we all teased alot about knocking it out, I honestly didn't expect to be the one to really do it. In trying to pry off both of my boys in an impromptu wrestling match (where was Jon during this?), I unintentionally jabbed him in the mouth. He coughed out the tooth and quickly ran to the bathroom to rinse...no tears, no anger (whew!)...but lots of mirror time and showing everyone with a gigantic smile... including Fudge and Cindy...that his tooth is finally GONE!!!
