

While Husband was deployed, one of the few goals I had was to NOT go to the emergency room.....well, we almost didn't make it. While we were outside playing, Will comes up to me, "I hurp my poop."
Me: "What? You pooped! "
Will: (his lips curled around his teeth): "No, I hurt my pooth."
Me: finally understanding lip-curled-over-the-teeth speak: "You hurt your tooth? Let me see." There is no blood and he is speaking, so I thinking he just bumped it.
Will, showing me the DENT on the handlebars of his bike: "My mouth hit it here!"
Me, feeling a tad more worried after seeing tooth dust on the bar...."Yep, buddy, you chipped it."
Just the tiniest bit chipped off the corner of his tooth. He was so worried the other kids would laugh at him at school. But by the next morning he was fine.
Whew hoo....another crisis averted....move on grasshopper, at that point we only had 17 more days to go!
Me: "What? You pooped! "
Will: (his lips curled around his teeth): "No, I hurt my pooth."
Me: finally understanding lip-curled-over-the-teeth speak: "You hurt your tooth? Let me see." There is no blood and he is speaking, so I thinking he just bumped it.
Will, showing me the DENT on the handlebars of his bike: "My mouth hit it here!"
Me, feeling a tad more worried after seeing tooth dust on the bar...."Yep, buddy, you chipped it."
Just the tiniest bit chipped off the corner of his tooth. He was so worried the other kids would laugh at him at school. But by the next morning he was fine.
Whew hoo....another crisis averted....move on grasshopper, at that point we only had 17 more days to go!
Next week's theme: furry





