Disappearing Tooth!!

Asa has a GORGEOUS SMILE!

Asa got all of his baby teeth by the time he was 1 year old. (Except for his two year molars, of course). We think he has the most perfect smile for an 18 month old! Here is a great picture of his handsome smile and all of his teeth:

Tragedy Strikes... on his FRONT TOOTH!

Yes... here is his smile now:

Is this not the saddest thing you have ever seen????

That is chocolate all over his face. I fed him chocolate chips and chocolate milk. That was all he would eat. I felt so bad for him, I let him have as many as he wanted... comfort food, I guess!

Here is the story, for those of you who want the details:

Asa and Ella were climbing furniture in the family room. They know they are not supposed to climb on the stone hearth of the fireplace. Why? Because it is dangerous, of course. Now you all know the rest of the story. Asa was climbing up, Ella pulled on one of his legs and got him down. In the process, he hit is face on the corner. Ella brought him to me because he was sad. I consoled him and looked at the scrape on his chin and the split lip. Not bad. He was not crying very much, and I knew he was tired... so I put him down for his nap. He graciously took it. Tyler was at an Elder's Quorum Meeting at the time. He came home and just then Asa emerged from his 2 1/2 hour nap.

Tyler yelled: "Where's his tooth?!?!?"

Mikin: "What are you talking about?"

Tyler yelled: "Where's his tooth?!?!?"

Mikin: "What do you mean?"

Tyler yelled: "Where is his tooth?!?!? What the heck happened to his tooth"

Mikin: "You are joking, right?"

Tyler: "No! I am not joking! Look at him!"

Mikin: "Oh, no! I do not know... wait, he did hit his chin. He must have done that at the same time, but he wasn't crying that bad. Great!!! Now he is going to have an ugly missing or black tooth until he is about 6 years old!"

All of his siblings were so sad about it and made him several pieces of artwork to help him feel better. Noah even made a 3D snowman to cheer him up. It is so cute how they want to love him and help him any way they can...

So, today he goes to the pediatric dentist for an exam and X-ray. If it is fractured, they will sedate him and pull it. If not, it may re-erupt and die from the trauma and turn dark. Or, it may fall out on its own. Any way you look at it, I am not happy! All I can think about is him starting school and getting teased by the other kids. Or, probably more likely, lovingly teased by all of his family until he is 6 years old. I am going to love the nickname that will emerge from all of this, I am sure! Gosh... always something! Luckily he has the most adorable dimples. Maybe that will make up for it! Ha! He is still in pretty good spirits. But, that is probably the Motrin talking!