Tooth Abuse

Every parent dreads a call from daycare saying that their child is hurt. Well I got my first call of that type last Thursday. "Please come get Jessie, she was going down the slide and banged her tooth." Oh no not again!... Yes you heard me correctly... AGAIN!!

This summer, Jessie was running around the patio table and tripped and did a header into a lawn chair. She went mouth first. When she stood up, her mouth was full of blood... Oh God!! Don't let her see the blood. Jessie gets hysterical at the sight of blood. Well of course, she saw it and screamed even louder. I am sure the neighbours must have wondered what was going on. Finally after a lot of consoling and dabbing until the bleeding stopped in her mouth, she calmed down and her teeth seemed to be okay.

A few days later, we were laying in bed, reading a story and I got a view of her tooth from a different angle and noticed that it was sticking forward more than the others. So the next day we were off to the dentist. He checked everything out, took x-rays and finally told us that everything appeared to be okay, including her adult teeth growing in above in her gums. So life went on...

Then I got the call, last Thursday... "Jessie fell going down the slide and her tooth is loose." So I rushed over to pick her up. When I got there, Jessie was in the daycare lady's arms crying. Of course, when she saw me, she started crying harder and screaming. I picked her up and eventually calmed her down. And then we were off to the dentist once again...

The dentist checked her out... Yes the tooth was loose but it should firm up just like last time. We just have to be careful for the next few days when she bites into food. He proceeded to warn us about repeated trauma to her tooth and reminded us that she needs to keep that tooth for another two years. Yes Yes... we know...

Well, it's been a few days now and the tooth seems to have firmed up again. Phewww!! But let me tell you the bright side of the story....

Her tooth is straight again.

Memories of Pizza and a Fire

Do you ever find it ironic the memories we retain from when we were a kid? I look back at photos and barely remember the memories in them. However, I remember pizza and a fire...

When I was a kid, my family went to "camp" every weekend. Now for those of you that are now confused, "camp" to us Northerners is what you would call "the cottage". My parents camp, now home, is on Manitoulin Island. So every Friday, we would pack up the mini van and hit the road for "the island".

On the road my parents took us out to dinner at a different restaurant along the way. This particular Friday, we decided upon Cortinos Pizza in Espanola. We did our usual while waiting for our pizza, enjoying our family chit chat and playing hangman on the napkins.

Finally, we spotted our waitress walking towards us, it was like a vision, a dream, an angel floating our way with our pizza on a platter with a pedestal. Okay, we were a little hungry... She smiled and sat our pizza down on the table. Yes... pizza!!

Oh uh!! Just as the waitress was about to turn and leave us, the napkin under the pizza caught fire from the candle sitting under the pedestal pizza platter. The waitress suddenly lost her smile and found her panic. Her hands flew to her face with a loud gasp of breath. She froze and had no apparent clue as to what to do. My dad, as cool as a cucumber, just like he is in any panic situation, reached over grabbed my glass of water and threw it at the fire.

Out within seconds... Dad to the rescue!! As soon as the waitress was out of earshot, we all had a good laugh. The poor waitress must have felt a little foolish.

Wow... a silly memory but a good one...