...And what a crazy day it was.....
I spent the morning running around doing last minute things. The older two and S went to hike up the Flatirons one last time before we leave. Upon their return I whisked Analyzer off to her very last skating session at our beloved Y. Skating being done with we rushed back ‘home’ (we were staying at a wonderful friend's house) so we could all head over to other friends to say goodbye one last time and then head over to a party thrown by yet more friends who were also leaving town. Whew! I’m exhausted just writing it all down.....
As we’re rushing around the house trying to leave, I cruised by Whirlwind who was seated on the couch, heard something snap and out of the corner of my eye saw something flying........
The child was chewing on the drawstring of his pants and had gotten it stuck between his two lower front teeth. He proceeded to yank and yank and yank, until, as he like to put it now, his tooth went - fling!!! - across the room. Picture if you will his hand motions along with that description. Of course his stunned silence was followed by profuse bleeding and screaming.
A little Arnica and ice and 15 minutes later he was practically back to normal, sans tooth that is. No, the tooth was *not* loose to begin with, yes, he’ll be toothless for at least another year and a half and no, the tooth was never found.......
Well, we were on our way out the door as this happened, so, needless to say we were late getting everywhere. Nonetheless fun was had by all at both places and the rest of the evening was a success.
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