"You're the angry one!"

Okay. So back in September Macy brought home a family drawing (red ink) from preschool. The expression on my face in the sketch was quite accurate for that particular phase of her 3 1/2 year old life.

She had drawn many other pictures of us, but none like the one she brought home about 3 weeks ago (purple ink). I said, "Oh, Macy. Who's who?" to which she replied, "Daddy's the fun, happy one, I'm the small one and you are the angry one."

Nice.

I guess the parent who gives the most time-outs and says, "Stop!" and "Now, Macy" ends up being thought of as 'the angry one.' She could tell I didn't want to be the angry one, so she drew a happy mommy to put over the angry one (sketch on notebook paper below).

That was sweet of her. But that doesn't mean I'm looking forward to the next family portrait. I'm just sayin'

Say Cheeeeth!

I guess it was just a matter of time. Macy had her first visit to the E.R. last night. Before you read on.... she's ok. If she were not, I probably wouldn't be blogging right now.

Here's what happened...
We were enjoying having Small Group at Heidi and Brandon's. The weather was nice, so the kids were playing outside for a few minutes. On their way back to the play room, Macy's mouth got up close and personal with the corner of their coffee table-at high speed. She bounced off of it right into Bryan's arms. I was in the restroom at the time but once I heard the thud and screaming, I knew it was Mace.

By the time I got to her, Bryan had her in the kitchen. Blood was all over her mouth and hands, and Bryan. As we looked closer once the crying slowed down, we saw the cut on her face just below her bottom lip. Then I saw that 3 of her top/front teeth were bent back in her gum at a 45 degree angle. We got in the car and got to the E.R. rather swiftly (if you know Bryan, you know that it was a little quicker than "swiftly").

Everyone there was great, better than we expected. The doctor moved her teeth back into place. She did not like that very much. She was so brave and still for her 2 stitches. She was the ideal patient, until we got home of course. But we have spoiled her with anything she wants that she can suck up a straw and any story and any toy and any movie... you get the picture.

The dentist that we visited this morning said we have to come back Thursday to get one of the teeth pulled. She will have a cute little smile until her permanent teeth come in, in only 3 years or so. Her permanent teeth are fine according to the Xray. I asked if they could put a little false tooth there, you know, Flava Flav style, but she said no dice. The fake baby teeth usually look bad and cause a lot of plaque build up on the other teeth they are anchored to.

So now, her lips are swollen and hamburgered and her mouth hurts a little. We are keeping Motrin in her to reduce the swelling. I think the number of jello and pudding cups in our kitchen is at an all-time high.

These pictures are of days one (right after we got home from the E.R.) and two (silly bath time). She is a trooper and sweetie. Her smile will be a little different for a while, at least for a 4-year-old. I do have to say her little lisp is cute. I feel so bad for her. She said she was scared that her school friends would think her smile wasn't pretty.... at 4... how can all that start so soon? All I know is that if I hear on ONE kid giving her a hard time, Bryan will have to hold me back from kicking a little preschool bootie. I'm justht thayin'