We were most of the way through dinner when Drake gave me a sideways look.
“I wonder who could hold water in their mouth longer.”
I finished my last few bites quickly (or at least I tried to), then raised my glass to Drake an took a sip of water.
We both lifted our cups to our lips, and took mouthfuls of water.
And so it started.
I got up and started clearing the table. Since Dad was playing music, I started dancing around (kind of showing off :)). I pulled out a piece of masking tape and wrote on it, “I have a feeling that this is going to end in water coming out of someone’s nose.” I showed it to everyone, then wrapped it across my forehead.
Drake pointed at me, and then did thumbs down. “You’re going DOWN!” I shook my head, then signed the same thing back to him. “No, YOU’RE going down!”
And then Dad put on a song that was in three. I started waltzing around. Drake stared waltzing around on the other side of the room. We both stopped, and then Drake entered the kitchen. He was standing real close to me, and I jumped away from him. I didn’t know what he was doing! I thought he was trying to make me swallow/spit out my water.
Then he stared to waltzing around, and I could tell that he wanted me to waltz with him. So I did.
And that proved to be my downfall.
We had been waltzing for 3 counts when Mom said “Look!” or something like that.
And that’s when I lost it. I started laughing. Not just giggling, like I had been doing off and on the whole time, but really laughing.
I knew, at that moment, that I was done for.
I ran to the bathroom and spat out my water. After coughing, I burst out laughing.
Drake had followed me, and was silently celebrating. He waited a bit longer, then spat out his water.
After talking a bit, I told him, “We’ll have to do that again.” I still thought I could win.
“Don’t get your hopes up.” he replied.
Just another Friday night. 🙂