Oh boy . . . not good

There might be another Ivan child missing his baby teeth awhile before he's supposed to . . . ya know, like Clay did.  Anywho, Shyguy was pushing his manure spreader down the hallway this morning & somehow tripped & fell onto it . . . with his teeth.  I was in the kitchen baking Papa's strawberry shortcake for Father's day & heard the blood curdling scream.  When I turned the corner he was walking down the hall with both hands up to his mouth & blood was running down both arms to his elbows.  Holy smokes, my face had to of scared the crap out of him. 

I put him up on the counter & took a look.  It appeared to be just his teeth bleeding . . . and they were all there.  I didn't dare touch any of them.  After mopping up blood with half a roll of Brawny.  I held him on the couch while he sucked a cold washcloth.  After the bleeding finally stopped I took another peek.  His top left front tooth and the little one next to it are not where they used to be.  His gum is swollen & quite purple.  He won't close his mouth & keeps drowling profusely.  Other than the pancake & bowl of fruit he had for breakfast he hasn't eaten anything today. 

Of course this happens on a Sunday.  But he stopped crying, so we're sticking it out until tomorrow & we can take him to his regular dentist.  They got that stuff at the dentist where if the teeth are broken they can give him a drink so he'll fall asleep & pull 'em out of whatever. 

But, prior to all that drama, we went to our first Grad party of 2010 on Saturday & I was able to snap several shots of the boys at the party with all their teeth.

They weren't low on chairs or anything.

Chillin' by the pool.