A tooth tale for our family history

 

Monday night I got a text from Campbell that said something like,

“What do you think would be the best thing to do if I just got a tooth knocked out?”

Oh good grief, bless his heart. As we were talking about options, he suddenly let me know that
his friends from his church congregation (remember the Ramoses I mentioned a bit back who love
our boy and are so ridiculously kind to him?) had a good friend who was a dentist and were taking
him there right then to get advice on what he should do next. This was at almost 9:30 at night.

An hour or so later, Campbell called to say he had seen the dentist.
And was the brand new owner of a replacement tooth. Um, come again?

I guess because the tooth that was knocked out had about a fourth of it still in his mouth,
the dentist was able to drill some pins into it and add a lovely new tooth to his mouth.

I have to admit I was a bit skeptical, until our boy sent a picture. And it looks amazing.
Now we are just praying the nerve doesn’t die. But if it does, we will figure that out also.

Just so grateful for incredible people that love and serve my kids, a very kind dentist who
happily went into the office so late at night, a darling son who was remarkably calm and
mellow about getting a tooth knocked out of his head and a fun story for our family history.

And also for Campbell Allen who when I asked for a good photo of him to put with this post
tonight, sent me three or four dozen photos and videos that were so random, so ridiculous,
so hilarious, so Campbell. Most of them were not of my oldest child at all. We all laughed a
lot. But gratefully, he actually did send a few that I could actually use here, even if some are
a bit on the old side. And oh my, that one of him at his job as a loan officer and supervisor
at the credit union. I might have shaken my head and laughed out loud at the same time. 

Oh, I love this boy of ours. Fake tooth, crazy photos and weirdy bank faces and all.