We had an extremely traumatic day here Tuesday. An old old friend of mine passed away Thursday and I attended the funeral Tuesday morning. Funerals are always such sad affairs but when it's for someone so young....it's devastating. My friend Ricky was only 27 yrs old and he left behind a wife and 2 yr old son. I can't imagine being the wife...nor can I imagine being the parent that has to bury a child. No matter that the child is an adult. It's not right.
After the funeral, I went out to my brother's house for a visit. Everything was going great until about 8:30 pm....when Jack was running through the house, tripped and hit his mouth on the lower rung of a massage chair. He knocked one of his top front teeth out. Yes, completely out. It ripped out of the front of his gum. Root and all. Well, the root coming out as well was actually a blessing. The dentist said if it had just broken and left the root in they would have had to put him asleep to surgically remove the root. So my little baby is missing a front tooth at 2 yrs old.
I'm gonna some post some pictures of his toothless grin here in a few days. And tell a better story but I am so emotionally exhausted from this and he hasn't been sleeping because it hurts so I haven't been sleeping....so tired.