My sweet baby decided to eat the hardwood floor on Saturday morning. We ended up with this....
"Ahhh, poor kid"... yes, I know. That's why it's "Make Ya FROWN Monday".
For those who don't know, I chipped my two front teeth at Wet 'N Wild in the 5th grade. So, I guess this runs in the family.
Carson was just playing chase the ball with himself {and Lucy too} and just got to crawling a little too fast. I guess his legs were going faster than his little arms and he pretty much faceplanted into the ground. This is about the 3rd time it's happened. The first two resulting in a bloody, busted lip. Third time must be a charm because it resulted in a chipped tooth. {And people get more nervous when a child starts walking! For us walking has been WAY safer... why he was crawling instead of walking, who knows."}
The was crying and screaming for about 5-10 minutes, but then was fine. I gave him his cold sippy cup and that was all it took for him to calm down. There didn't appear to be any blood, which is a good thing, but it still is a pretty good chip. Luckily, I was already scheduled for my teeth cleaning tomorrow, so they told me to go ahead and bring him in. I think they're going to do an x-ray and then decide if I need to go see some kind of pediatric dentist or surgeon or something. I'll be sure to give an update when we know what the next steps are, if anything. It's probably 50/50 that we'll do nothing and he'll just be a snaggletooth until he's about 6. Poor kid. I hope kids don't tease him and call him names. It really is amazing to me that more kids don't do this. He wasn't even walking, I mean, he was inches off the floor. It must have been just the right angle. Ouch!!!
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