I'm pretty sure I cursed myself. Remember just two posts ago when I mentioned that I thought McKay would be the child that lands us in the emergency room the most? Well, we still haven't been there (knock on wood again), but on Friday we had to make an emergency visit to the dentist. McKay knocked out almost a quarter of one of his top front teeth. Weird thing is, I am not even sure how it happened! All I know for sure is that when I pulled him out of his crib on Friday morning, it was intact, and when I pulled him out of the bathtub an hour or so later, it wasn't. There were a couple of times he fell down that morning, and he must have hit his teeth on the tile, but I didn't even realize it. Yep, I felt like the poster child for negligent parenting when I told the dentist that.
I tried to get a picture of Mac's tooth, but he is a VERY wiggly 17-month-old, and I just have a basic point-and-shoot camera. So, I didn't get any great shots. This was the best I could do:
The good news is that there was no nerve damage to the tooth or gums. We were referred to a pediatric dentist, who we visited this morning. The dentist filed the jagged edges off the tooth, and I really think it looks tons better. She also said she would put a composite cap on for cosmetic purposes, but she wanted to wait 2 months to be sure the tooth doesn't die first. If it does, he will have to have a root canal, and then she will fill it in. So he is going to look a little goony for the next couple of months, but oh well.
Speaking of messed up teeth, check this guy out:
The dentist let Ty pick out a prize today, too and this is what he chose. Nice, huh?