Broken Teeth

Oh my poor wee boy. He ran in to some scaffolding that was not highlighted with bright tape or covered with carpet and knocked almost all of one of his teeth and a big chunk of the other one. I was at work at the time, but caught up with him and the rest of the family at the dental hospital. Poor wee lamb was really scared of the choice between the injection or the gas. He was really brave in the end and said the injection wasn't too bad - just as well because that was the first in the long line of dental treatments for him.

He and I went for a baked potato for lunch and off to the book shop for a treat - all in all he said it was not such a bad day.

Also got around to blipping for the other days of my holiday, see here for Friday and Saturday.