Prayer request!
Charlotte Rose was at a friend's house on Friday night and fell off the bunk bed. Her bottom front teeth were each split in two, exposing the roots and leaving two thin shards of enamel poking up into her little mouth. She made it through the weekend on painkillers and Blues Clues videos. Today we're heading to the dentist where he'll likely remove her teeth permanently. If that's the case, then I have the horrible task of choosing between restraining her for the extraction or restraining her for an IV. On many levels, I'm sad.
Those are her little missing thorns there in front.
It's been difficult watching her figure out how to eat. And she's developing a lisp. Yes, they are baby teeth, but she'll be toothless for 5 years nevertheless. I'm just sick. Not to mention a threatening attack of the "If Onlies"... If only I had gone to Sedona with my family. If only I hadn't switched babysitting nights with my friend. If only I had known they had bunkbeds and reminded them that she's barely 2.
Anyhow, it's a difficult day and we could use some prayers if you're so inclined -- worked so well last time, thank you!
Throw in a visit with Elijah's principal to discuss some out-of-hand bullying our son's been subjected to and well, it's a quintessential Monday.
