As the semester is winding down, Caleb could pass up an opportunity to play football one more time. Since it was flag football I wasn't as nervous as I am in real football games... Well, I should have been.
Just as the game is winding down, one more play can be squeezed in to see if their team can score one more touchdown to make the blow out an even better one. The ball was thrown to Caleb and some airhead has to come full speed to try and get his flag. They end up colliding shoulder to face! And no, Caleb's shoulder wasn't in the equation. After having a little freak out, I gathered my things so we could get those three front teeth fixed. After calling both our mother's to see where we should go or what to do, we called our landlord who is a dentist. He very kindly left his kids' recital (they hadn't started yet thank heavens) to come help us out. He met us at our house to see what needed to be done. He said that the teeth had been knocked out of their sockets. (Who knew teeth had sockets? Not me!) He tried to pull them back into place at our house, but it was to painful, so over to the office we went.
At our landlord's office before getting his front teeth pulled back into place.
After an x-ray, a shot, and a little yank, Caleb's teeth were back in their normal place.
Later that night as we were talking, we both we afraid that Caleb would have no teeth when the baby was born. He said we would have to move to Louisiana so we didn't look out of place when a dad has no front teeth in a family picture. Anyway, our landlord said they'd be fine, maybe a root canal in the future, but hey, at least my husband has teeth for now!
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