My Poor Baby.

[tripperfunster]

Today was fun.

Quincey wanted to take his bike to a local skateboard park, so we packed up the bikes and helmets (and my art stuff), grabbed a couple of slurpees and headed over there.

Not FIVE MINUTES LATER, poor Quince does a face plant on the cement and knocks out his two front teeth!! Like, literally. They were both on the ground a couple of feet from him. I scooped him up (and the teeth) and started spooning the slurpee in his mouth (nice and cold for the swelling and bleeding.) After a few minutes of screaming bloody murder, he recovered enough to get into the car and head home.

Poor Harrison was ripped off, because he's only gotten to bike for a few minutes!

I called my hubby(not in front of the kids) and said "Gee, wouldn't it be great if the TOOTH FAIRY brought home a mouth guard to put under his pillow?"

So, when hubby gets home, what is the first thing out of his mouth? "Hey Quince, I bought you a mouth guard!" *facepalm*

Thanks. Thanks so fucking much. He is normally a very clever man, I'm not sure what accounts for this failboat.






Thank god they were just baby teeth!

Comments

[sumsumlovesyou.livejournal.com]

Oh! That makes my mom instincts wail in agony to see his bloody little face! Aww, that poor little guy! Thank goodness you didn't panic (as I know I totally would have) and you had him eat something cold. You're very lucky they were baby teeth, though. I replaced a couple teeth last summer and it had a 3,000 bill attached to it.
Is he proud of the missing teeth now? Like a weird battle scar? My nephew was when he lost his front ones.

[tripperfunster.livejournal.com]

He's not proud yet, because his mouth is still pretty sore. He really bruised up his gums pretty good.

Yes, I'm glad we didnt' have to spend the afternoon in the hospital, that's for sure!