Dear Noah (aka "Chip"),You're gonna be that kid huh? The one who is constantly getting hurt. Our broken bones, stitches, no fear kid. Kind of like your Uncle Scott. That makes my stomach turn just writing it. (Sorry Rach, your kids have no chance). Next time (and I know there will be one) remember these words....."close your mouth when you fall, close your mouth when you fall."
Love,
Mom
6 comments:
This is hilarious. At least it was a baby tooth right?
This is hilarious. At least it was a baby tooth right?
Oh . . . my sweet little hillbilly grandbaby! He would still be adorable even if he chipped every tooth in his sweet little mouth (not to tempt fate, or anything like that). Thanks for the photos . . . I've been wondering what it looked like and it was way worse in my imagination! Love ya
The chipped tooth suits him well. He is from the backwoods of Minnesota after all.
Bear! Are you getting used to that smile? He's such a looker, our little hillbilly grandbaby. Cute pics, glad to see him smilin'. :-)
Erin, so sad. At least it won't be forever.
Hey are you coming home this summer? I sent you e-mail about girls trip in june that were trying to get planned. I hope you are it would be so fun for us all to get together.
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