My mom is here watching Oakel for us while our sitter is taking a break. Tonight the whole family went over to a local grade school so Oakel could run around and play and get tired.
After running around for about an hour to an hour and a half, playing, sliding, having a grand old time we were talking about leaving. Oakel walked over to the metal balance beam thing my mom had been sitting on for nearly 45 minutes and nose dived landing with a solid Ptang! *crap* that's gotta be a tooth. Blood, three adults suddenly looking very childish and worried. Bleeding baby, is that skin? No that's part of a tooth.
Tomorrow AM we go in to see if our dentist (who we called) can bond it back on, that is if Oakel will let him try.
SIGH
Update
Welp, the dentist said the damage wasn't so bad. The nerve is ok and if we wanted to have the bonding done then we would have to put him under. He suggested we wait until he's three or so because there is a higher chance of success that way.
Poor little guy is gonna be rough looking :)
Scars on his left arm, scar on his right eyelid, chipped front tooth.
We just have to get him into martial arts now.
Kimi: *sad meep*
George: *sad meep* *pat Oakel on head*
Kimi: *pats Oakel on head too*
:(
Oh, poor baby!
Posted by: Shannon at May 19, 2004 09:19 AMHe is a warrior. Scars are to be expected, no to be proud of!
And at eight, he begins sword and pistol training.
Posted by: Woody at May 19, 2004 03:38 PM