Wednesday, March 9, 2011



I got home tonight and Rye had a bloody mouth. He didn't crash his bike this time, but his tooth was hanging on, just barely. Marci nosed around in there and was able to yank it out.

It was loose already, but it got a boost when Rye and Hay were playing. Apparently he bit down on a blanket and Haley tried to pull it out of his mouth. Well, she succeeded, and totally hastened the loosening of his tooth.

I told him to smile; this was the best he could do.

What a dork!


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