Remember when my sweet, adorable little Emmy chipped her tooth on the kitchen floor a year ago? I was so upset, and wept over that little, chipped tooth.
Just a few days ago, not two minutes after I left Lily, she came running up to me with a bloody mouth. I panicked; I did not keep my cool; and I felt like the worst mother in the world. In those two minutes, she found a metal whistle, put it in her mouth, promptly fell down and sliced her gum above her front teeth wide open. She was hysterical, I was hysterical, and Emmy stood on the sidelines, not knowing what to think!
I called her pediatrician, who said there was nothing to be done. So I coddled Lily, cuddled Lily, and gave her some ice to suck on. She asked, “Will my smile be all right?” She cried a lot; I cried a little, and now, a week later, I can’t even see a scar. It’s amazing how fast kids heal!