Last night, just after taking this little video, Jack continued to walk around. He went into the bathroom and we heard a "thud". The nearest we could tell, he fell and hit his face on the bathtub (OUCH). Nothing was bleeding, but wouldn't you know it - just this morning I noticed a slight chip in his right front tooth. My poor baby. It's no wonder he was crying!! Siiigh - the walking war wounds are starting.
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lol...Frankenstein, yeh! --Just paint some stiches on any bruises, and there ya go!
Ouch... poor baby. At least they're his baby teeth and he'll be getting new ones in a few years. So sorry Baby Jack. Hugs.
Oh my gosh--that is hilarious! The Frankenstein part, I mean, not the falling and chipping tooth part. :) Hi, Hoods!
He's MUCH cuter than the original Frankenstein, though.
Jack's tooth reminds me of Brooklyn - no chipped tooth, but she was playing on the swing and had a plastic bag tied to the seat and to her tooth somehow. Yank! It came out within a day - quite prematurely, I might add. She had a hole there for a year or two.
That's when we're glad they're baby teeth!
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