Blocks and Knocks

David is still in South Carolina and he said that things are going well.  However, on the home front, we have had a little drama.  Tuesday evening, John David was excitedly running through the house, wearing only his diaper - he loves when I let him run around without any clothes on; a sense of freedom, I guess!  I was back in my bedroom when I heard a loud bang and then some intense crying.  John David had taken quite a fall.  While he was running, John David was holding a wooden block; so when he fell, he landed perfectly on the block so that it busted his bottom lip really badly and knocked two of his top teeth back in his gums - they are out of line and a little crooked now.  However, at first I just thought that it was his lip.  I couldn't believe how much blood there was - which I don't handle well - but I was trying to hold it together, especially since I was the only one there.  I tried to stop the bleeding and initially checked out his teeth. . .well, his bottom teeth, that is.  (I didn't notice his top teeth until later. . . which, it was at the point that I saw those that I did indeed start to freak out!)  Because he was unclad and he was covered in blood, I immediately fixed him a bath - to clean him up and help calm him down.  I called my dad and asked that he would come, mainly for moral support.  Still at this point I thought we were only dealing with a busted lip.  After getting John David out of the tub and proceeding to dry him off, I noticed the top teeth.  Thankfully my dad was already on the way, and after getting to our house, we loaded up in the car and headed straight to the dentist; my mom met us there.  We were told that his lip did not need stitches, thankfully, but that there was nothing that they could do about his teeth.  Hopefully his tongue will help push his teeth forward, but no guarantee.  He will probably loose these teeth early, but not before there is some discoloration.  Oh well, thankfully they aren't permanent teeth.  He still will have a sweet smile, and we will be reminded of this event daily until he looses those guys.  My mom said that she wished she could tell me that nothing like this would ever happen again, but of course, this is just the beginning . . . especially when being the mother of an energetic boy.  May God gives us grace for one day at a time!

The pictures are mainly for David's sake. . . he is dying to see his boy!     

The culprit. . . not too fond of this little thing right now.

(Not sure why this is underlined.)

Wednesday night, when the swelling was the worst.

The below pictures are from tonight; the swelling was much better today, but his bottom lip still looks rough.  

Here you can kind of see his front tooth (on the left) that is pushed back and a bit askew.  

So is the one to the left of that.  

But at least he is happy and doesn't seem to be in much pain.  

Praise the Lord he appears to be just fine! :)