I must have jinxed myself with all that boasting about how my son did not lose a finger when he jumped into a ceiling fan.
On Saturday he got to play with his cousins all day and my sister was perplexed when, after bumping heads with her baby, Kainoa wanted to go home.
When she dropped him off he ran past me into the house while I talked to my sister.
She was all, “He seems to be upset about something, but we can’t figure out what is bothering him.”
I was all, “He hates getting in trouble, I bet he thought he was in trouble.”
She was all, “Well he didn’t really get in trouble, although we had asked him to stay off of a bouncy thing we were reserving for the littlest kids.”
We both kind of shrugged about it and when I came into the house Kainoa was sitting at my computer.
I was all, “Hey bud, did you get in trouble?”
And he was all, “Nah.”
And I was all, “Okay, well I’m gonna need my computer…”
I saw that he was on Amazon and had searched up false teeth and I was all, “Whatcha searchin’ up there pal?”
And he was all, “I’m gonna need a new tooth because I chipped mine on Thomas’s head.”
I asked to see his tooth expecting a CHIP, but I nearly fell over when I saw his permanent front tooth was broken in half close to his gums. He didn’t bother telling anyone his tooth was gone because he thought he was going to get in trouble for playing on the bouncy thing that was reserved for the little kids.
A few frantic phone calls later, the other half of his tooth has been retrieved and is sitting in my refrigerator in a bowl of whole milk (take note!) and a dentist appointment has been scheduled.
On Sunday, Kainoa turned ten without the company of half his tooth. I’m glad he’s the type of kid that can bounce back even if the first words out of his mouth were, “I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT!”
As exasperated as he has always made me with the getting into of everything. And the touching of all the things. And the breaking of the things he touches, and the bending of all the rules and/or blatant disregard of them. I so appreciate his playful spirit and his ability to bounce back.
Wishing my boy the happiest of birthdays with or without any of his teeth.
Happy tenth birthday Kainoa!
You turned one.
You turned two.
You turned three.
You turned four.
You turned five.
You turned six.
You turned seven.
You turned eight.
You turned nine.
Jill says
Oh.my.goodness! Poor kid! Happy Birthday, Kainoa!
PChandler says
One of our sons has “chipped” the same front tooth so many times we had to stop counting! He met up with a pole on the elementary playground, and the shark tank at the zoo (to get a better look, mom) on a school field trip, etc, etc. Kind dentists would redo the damage after dental insurance gave up on us. Now that he is 18 and heading off to college, the adult dental bonding fix complete, we say good luck to that front tooth. And think about all the long boarding and rock walls to be climbed…*sigh*
Jennifer says
Oh my gosh, I would have fallen right the heck over. Yikes! So glad they were able to repair it.