Unfortunate Mishap
Upon hearing the initial screams of pain, I discovered little Dawson with blood gushing from his mouth. After letting him spit and grabbing a towel, I discovered these bloody, puffy lips and all bottom teeth in tact. I gave him a piece of ice and a kiss and sent him on his way.
It wasn't until he rejoined the other kids that I heard a squeal saying, "Dawson lost BOTH his teeth!"
Apparently, I didn't investigate close enough. Both of his front teeth were knocked loose with a little help from his brother. Thank God they weren't permanent teeth.
Jesus, help me be the mother of boys!
posted by Amy Parris @ 10:08 PM
2 Comments:
I am holding my mouth in sympathetic pain. Yikes.
If it's any consolation, when Kolbe broke both arms, I patted him on the back, said "You'll be fine." and brought him chocolate milk.
And he's still grinning --even if toothless! Love ya!
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