We had a lovely time at Paul and Sarah's last night, and woke up this morning to a marvelous breakfast together. We finished our time on the west side with a trip to the snowy beach - gorgeous! Although, really, a beach SHOULD be warm and comfortable!
Little Bear and I spent over 3 hours in Emergency this afternoon, on the advice of the dentist, checking to see if his jaw is fractured. It's not. Awesome way to spend extra time, when there is still Christmas shopping to be done!
The boy is still in a bit of pain; his chinny chin chin is throbbing and he is taking T3s. The difficult thing is laughter - I mean, he can't laugh. Probably because of the swollen, bashed up lips. Unfortunately, he likes to pretend he's a troll or an ,and puts on a funny accent ("Mutton yesterday, mutton today, and blimey if it won't be mutton tomorrow..."). I'm sure you can imagine the conflict that puts him through - trying to be funny, but not to laugh!
There's a smile - looks more like a grimace! The dentist had to take out the broken front tooth, but the base/root is still in the gums. He'll have to have all that taken out when the swelling has subsided, and then we'll have to think about a tooth to put back in his mouth. I had a hard time sleeping last night, with pictures of breaking teeth cavorting through my mind. Ugh.
On to happier topics...
Tomorrow, our Christmas Eve, I will feature a guest blogger/photog. Stay tuned for some great photos from the mysterious visitor! And to all you Down Underites, I wish you a very merry Christmas!