Evangeline had a little oral surgery of her own today.
While we were getting ready for church this morning my poor baby fell down and bit all the way through her bottom lip. She was very brave, even though it bled non-stop for a long time.
At the emergency room our Chatty Cathy was a total doll saying, "Hi! Ha you?" to everyone we passed and telling the nurse exactly what happened "Oh noooo! Fall down! Boke mouth! Super no fun!"
When the doctor examined her while attempting to explain what he was going to be doing, he mentioned her mouth and teeth, so she interjected with a long discussion while pointing out her other body parts.
"Feet! Bo-bo! (elbow) Finnahs! (fingers) Cheek! Belly Bubbon! (belly button)"
I think that he'd forgotten what conversations with 20-month-old babies are like!
And, when she had to be restrained while she was getting stitched she pitched an admirable fit and yelled at the doctor, "No no! Let go! Don't touch! Now, just settle down!"
6 stitches later we were ready to go and we left with her calling out "Thank you!" and "Have a happy day!" I think she brightened everyone's morning.
Not bad after a whole lot of "super no fun"!
Evangeline & Mama at the ER