Good Intentions

There comes a point in time where a parent purchases a table for their children to use as their own dinner table, as a place to color, draw, and play with play dough. My girls got one for eating, but they could never grasp the concept of eating at the table, so we decided to make them a big girl room. We pulled out the changing table, and replaced it with their big girl table, moved their amouir to the other side of the room, and put in a bookshelf filled with dolls, books, and toys. On the table I placed their two favorite puzzles, which recently they have love to sit and play with. And then it happened...

A crash. A scream. Silence.

A frozen baby on the floor and the other looking perplexed. The sudden "no climbing" rule became reality. In the silent confusion, I couldn't find her, I couldn't see her. And there on the floor between the table chair and the heater, laid Rylee in a frozen scream. As my mother rushed in to help, I quickly swept up Rylee and began examining her limbs, her head, her body, and then she screamed. Blood spilled out of her mouth. The amount of blood that was coming out of her mouth, now onto her shirt and me, indicated the possibility of missing teeth. Now in the kitchen, I quickly placed a paper towel in her mouth, and all her teeth became visible.

As Haylee danced to the Wiggles, sweetly oblivious as to what was going on, Rylee cried. After a couple of attempts to hold the ice cube rag on her lip, it became evident that the bleeding wasn't going to stop. Handing her over to my Mom, who was much better suited to hold her down, than I at the moment, I ran to get an Earl Grey Tea bag, wet it, and gave it to her to hold on Rylee's lip. A few moment's passed and the blood lessened. That was when I saw it, the blood coming from under her lip. She had bitten through her lip. Adjusting the tea bag to now cover both the top and bottom cuts. After a minute or two the bleeding had stopped, and Rylee stopped crying. I examined the lower hole and saw that her four bottom teeth came up and meet her top two teeth in her bottom lip.

The chairs have now been removed from their table, and sitting lessons began again on smaller safer chairs in the living room.

Even with our good intentions, life happens.