A few weeks ago (right after the tonsil removal nightmare, which included a LOT of whining!), my poor little Dash came in from outside crying about bonking his tooth. His whining had been off the charts for the few weeks previous, so I grouped this into that. I quickly gave him a little pat on the back, and told him he was tough. When he complained about a bloody lip, I told him it was minor. He wanted to be cuddled (which I did)…but how stinking far did he need to take this?!
You can imagine the guilt I felt when I discovered his dead tooth from that fall.
My poor little Dashy — with the ugly tooth, didn’t even get the sympathy he deserved.
Karma is real.
Because as a mom, it’s a bummer having a boy with the most darling smile — but inside that smile is a grey tooth staring right back at you!
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