Tooth update

I just realized that I didn't give an update on Bubbie's tooth! We were able to get him into a pediatric dentist 2 days after he fell. I wasn't really sure how in the world they would be able to get x-rays or even get Bubbie to open his mouth. So, off we go to the dentist, luckily B was able to meet me there.

The dentist's office was in an older medical building, but when we got to the suite, I was surprised at how bright and cheerful it was inside. There was a movie playing, bright colors painted on the walls, video games, and balloons. Bubbie was in heaven.

We got called back to do x-rays after just a few minutes there. While I filled out the paperwork, B sat Bubbie on his lap along with the pre-requisite lead aprons. The dental assistants were total pros. While Bubbie freaked out and screamed (he really didn't like that apron), one assistant held the film in his mouth and aim the machine while the other waited to get the word to turn it on. They gave Bubbie a "badoon" which turned his tears into smiles really quickly.

After the x-ray was developed, the dentist called us back to do a quick exam of his tooth. While B sat on a chair, they had Bubbie sit in his lap and face him. Then they leaned him back so the dentist looked into his mouth while he was upside down. It was really quick.

The good news was that he didn't crack his tooth, but it is a little loose. We now have to watch to make sure that it doesn't change color and go back once month for three months.

Now we're hoping that Bubbie watches his step. He's already got a little chipped tooth and a scar on his forehead from a fall at daycare. I don't want any more injuries!

Duuuuuude

B and I were taking Bubbie out for a walk this morning trying to get him worn out for a nap. Bubbie was not too keen on the idea and really didn't want to go. Well, during a minor tantrum, he fell on the sidewalk. Not too big of a deal, until we picked him up and he had split his lip and was bleeding everywhere. Good times. He looked like he'd been in boxing ring. When blood mixes with saliva, it never looks good.

I luckily had some Kleenex with me, got him cleaned up, and went home. All was fine and good. We had snack time with some apple and watched a little Nick Jr. to calm down. Then I noticed it. Bubbie chipped his tooth. Not a big Dumb and Dumber chip, but just a little one in the middle of his front tooth. Just enough for me to see it. Son of a .... I'm not too happy. He doesn't seem to be in any pain so I don't think he injured the root, luckily. But, I feel like I should take him to the dentist just to make sure there aren't any cracks. Yay.

Why you shouldn't let your toddler play with the phone.

I'm home with Bubbie today because of a random fever causing virus. It's a good time all around. I've had to check his temperature a lot with our ear thermometer and just generally let him chill. Well, we were coloring, while Bubbie held the phone, and noticed he was burning up again. I got up from his little table in the kitchen got him some Motrin off the counter. Mind you, I was about 2 steps away from him.

When I came back to give him the Motrin, I noticed that the phone was on and that he'd dialed a bunch of numbers. I didn't really look at them, just hung up the phone. Not 10 seconds later, the phone rings. It was the county sheriff dispatch. Awesome. Bubbie managed to dial 911 in the 30 seconds he had the phone without me hovering over him.

The dispatcher told me that someone had dialed 911 and they needed to check if anyone needed help. I explained that my almost 2 year old had been playing with the phone, but that I didn't think he'd actually dialed 911. Oh no, she assured me. He dialed 911 and then hit a bunch of other numbers. Sweet. She asked me Bubbie's age and my name and then double checked to make sure everything was okay. I was so embarrassed and apologized profusely for the accidental call.

I thought all was well until about 10 minutes later when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find a county sheriff outside. He said that they had received a call and was checking to make sure everything was alright. I said yes and he asked to come in to check. I told him how Bubbie had somehow dialed 911 and he said that it's pretty amazing that kids can get the numbers just right to call. He was really nice, but again, I was super embarrassed and apologetic. The awesome part of it is that I know there was a squad car either in my driveway or in front of my house. Now I'm just waiting for the neighbors to come by to see what happened.

I just hope we don't get a bill for the visit! Good times.