S is for Spit

As I watch our boys grow up, I wonder what I will remember of them in the years to come. Hopefully, the painful times will fade away, but not at the expense of mundane though precious moments. Like watching Ethan brush his teeth. Ethan never forgets to brush his teeth - partially because he hates the dentist - but I don't want to forget how he does it: First he stores up gobs of toothpaste foam until dribbling. Before the cup of his mouth overfloweth, he quickly slurps everything back before throwing his head forward with one big whale spout of spit gushing out into the sink. He's always had a fascination with spit as you can see in this video.

I also wonder: Will he look upon me with as much affection 30-40 years from now when I have spit trickling down my chin? See n Say...