Okay, so two downer posts in a row is a little much, I know. I apologize.
But then .....
Leon called today to let me know that Livvy fell running up the concrete steps to her friend's front door. She completely missed one step and smashed her mouth.
And I do have to tell you that I did all the standard good mom things, like "Ewww!!" and "Oh, my poor baby!", and "Grossss!" before I asked Leon to grab the camera and snap a few pictures because I needed a blog post for today!
My poor girl!!
Is it just me or does she seem a little stressed here?
Her gums were pretty black and her teeth very loose!!
And I had the pleasure tonight of flossing skin out of her teeth.
My poor girl. She is zonked out now with a little bit of help from tylenol.
She knows, too, that losing all three teeth at once will make her rich.
She is clinging to that, and as we all know, money always helps ease the pain.
Money and popsicles.
Lots and lots of popsicles.
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She'll have that story to tell for the rest of her life. And at least it's not like the tooth fell out at bedtime, and you don't have money at the ready.
You have time to get to the ATM and make that kid rich!
Poor baby, at least they were baby teeth!
Oh Jee-zuz! That looks so sore! They are baby teeth, aren't they? My poor sweet girl! Tell her grandma and grandpa will have money for her too. :-(
Oh my gosh. Her lip is so huge! Poor girl.
Aw, poor girl - hope the lip and gums heal fast!
Poor little girl! I hope those lips lose some swelling when she wakes..
I love how a child's spirit can spin things around. There is a positive to everything, and sometimes we need to think like a child to see it. Money & popsicles, oh how they make me smile!
Oh man..that had to hurt!! What great photos to pull out during her wedding ceremony years from now!
Well, I think she is VERY brave! Look how that girl pulls that lip up for us all to see her glory! Love ya, Kristina
You just thought you were gonna come to my blog and post something like you posted the other day and me NOT show up??? Ha! Are you kidding me?
You were talking about your "unbelief" and you thought I was just gonna skim over that? Hmmm...you know me better than that, girlfriend.
I love you Miss Rhonda and I am praying for you daily. Whether. You. Want. Me. To. Or. Not.
So there!
All my love to you,
Melissa at Stretch Marks
Poor, poor little thing. Boo for injuries like that one!
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