Well we knew it would happen some time. One of our children would experience some sort of bodily injury and if we were lucky only lose a tooth. Tonight was the night and the playground was the scene of the crime. As Darcy made an attempt to climb something a little too difficult for her, she had a facial collision with a metal bar and knocked one of her two top front teeth. She took it like a champ. Cried for a little bit, but not really a whole lot.
Her mother and sister on the other hand are a different story.
Haley was concerned when Darcy fell, but watched eagerly as I assessed the damage. When I finally pronounced that Darcy had lost a tooth, Haley began weeping hysterically for her little sister’s irreversible loss. At one point I was taking care of Darcy who was not crying anymore and Haley and Annie were in the corner of the playground, clinging to each other and crying uncontrollably. Darcy and I looked at each other thinking, “What in the world happened to those two?”