I've been avoiding blogging about this, because it still makes me sad, but one day, when everything is fine, I know I will look back and laugh at what a crazy year it's been. So I might as well document it to get the full picture.
The day before Father's Day, the boys were playing in their room. A place I don't usually let them play since all of their toys are in the playroom or living room, and being in there more often than not means jumping on the bed, or dumping out all of their dresser drawers.
After a few minutes, I was just getting ready to go tell them to come out when I heard a scream and both of them crying. They were both crying so hard when I got to their room that neither one could tell me what happened. Nathan grabbing his head, and Noah grabbing his mouth. It was easy to see that Noah was bleeding, so we focused on that first.
Anthony finally got him to open his mouth so we could check where the bleeding was coming from, and as he lifted up his lip, his front tooth fell out on the floor.
My 3 year old lost his first tooth jumping 2 feet off of his bed and hitting his mouth on his brother's head.
I called the nurses line, baby teeth can't be put back in, so no emergency, he just has to be seen by a dentist within 24 hours to make sure there is no other damage. And at 12 on a Saturday, that means immediately. So we called around quickly until we found someone who was open and could see him. he's fine, minus one tooth, we'll just have to wait a few years for the new one to grow in, and deal with toothless Noah pictures until then. It couldn't have been the 4.5 year old who will have loose teeth any day now, it had to be the 3.5 year old who didn't get his first baby teeth until he was 10 months old, and probably wouldn't have lost teeth until 1st or 2nd grade.
So I got to explain the tooth fairy a little sooner than I thought I would have to. I helped Noah write a note, and he stuck it under his pillow. He lucked out that the tooth fairy was so not prepared for this to happen, and only had a $5 bill in her purse. But I figure getting your tooth knocked out must be worth a little more, right?
Silver lining: we hit our insurance deductible in May. All I can say is that I hope this is a year to remember, and we don't have another one like this ever.