In worse news, I got a call from school on Tuesday that Mac had an accident on the playground. Thank goodness we live exactly 2 miles from school because I was there in about 2 minutes. We rushed over to the ER and 4 hours later (4 loooong hours later), we finally got to see a doctor. After a quick assessment, it was determined that he would need stitches. Three hours later (3 incredibly loooooong hour later), Mac had six neat stitches in his forehead.
As it turns out, wooden play structures don't jump out of
the way when you fall.
Our poor buddy is now recovering and other than having to miss swimming for two weeks he's completely fine. The only good thing to come of all this is I told Dan I am now officially excused from "loose tooth duty" whenever that happens!