Biker Blues & Baby Teeth

Yesterday, My Anna-Claire had what ended up to be a rather dreadful afternoon! We decided to enjoy the beautiful weather by spending some time out doors. For the first time in a very long time Anna-Claire wanted to ride her bike. This was a pretty monumental event in a Day in the Life of Three Youngs. See, she is not to fond of bike riding! As she puts it - "The wheels go too fast!" Now I know why her biking riding adventures have become so far and few between! And rightfully so....

She was doing so good! She was pedaling faster than normal. Casey said she even went as far as honking her horn. And then it happened. She fell face first into the concrete off her bike. My poor baby! I knew when I saw Casey carrying her in his arms down the sidewalk and our neighbor following with bike in tow something had gone terribly bad. After wiping away several tears and giving several hugs, it was time to assess the damage. A few minor scraps to her upper lip and chin. Nothing a little neosporin couldn't cure. Now her teeth ... a different story. We knew this would call for a trip to the dentist....

Needless to say her two front baby teeth are now loose from the fall. And she is now the proud owner of a Orange, Yellow and White bouncy ball from the dentist's prize closet! What a trooper!