Eli has achieved one of the major events in a boy's life. He chipped his front tooth. Not bad enough that we had to run to the dentist right away, although Brad our dentist was in town and said he'd meet us at the church and take a look at it. He said it could wait until Monday to be fixed. Pretty noticable though, and Eli is having a hard time with it. He will hardly open his mouth for anyone to look at it. (Not a bad deal, really--OOH bad mommy.)
I guess they had Cheetos on a table at band camp and he tried to get some quickly and hit his mouth on the edge of the table. Probably the last time he will go "diving for Cheetos". I hope he won't have childhood baggage about it, because nobody should have to go through life afraid to eat Cheetos. Right Brain?
Well having lived through this myself as a child--come to think of it, I was the same age as he--I guess he will be ok. I'm really glad that the dental arts have progressed so much since 1972. I would hate for him to have to answer, "What's that on your tooth?" for the rest of his life.
Not so bad, really, I've heard of rappers that pay big money to have gold put on their teeth.....