Jen & I woke up Tuesday morning in Orlando @ 2:00 AM to catch our plane home. Long day. We had our bath time after I got back from voting. As I was getting Aiden out of the tub Finney walked in, fell on the tub and pushed two teeth up into his gums. I barely missed catching him. I feel terible. It is getting late and turning into one of those deals where you feel like you could leave the emergency room because your kid is actually fine accept for being tired. I just know that niether, Jen nor I will sleep good without hearing he is okay. Finnley just farted and laughed. Maybey we should go home. Aiden is running around in his long pajamas with cowboy boots on. We really look like the family from "Raising Arizona". I think we should have said, "He fell in the pits and cracked his gums on a 4 barrel webber we was using for beer coasters." when I walked in. We would have been helped sooner.
That was Tuesday night. The dentist is saying we just have to wait and see what happens . . . I could have stayed home and figured that out!