One day while at Players Bench, a hockey store we frequent way too often now, a high school hockey player with stitches from his upper lip into his cheek from being sliced by a fellow teammates' hockey skate walked in. A few minutes later in walked another hockey player with stitches in his chin again from being cut with a hockey skate. Sometimes I wonder what we've gotten into and then, while watching hockey games, we see headshots of good looking hockey players with missing teeth and I cringe. My boys will always wear full cages on their helmets...no half visors for them, ever!
This past week, we visited our orthodontist, Dr. Coleman, after examing Colt's mouth, he told him it looked like his permanent tooth under his silver tooth was coming up and probably within the next few months he would lose it. Little did we know that during Friday's hockey practice, Colt's silver tooth would be knocked loose. After being hit, he pulled of his glove, skated over to dad and told him he thought his tooth was loose. Dad told him that if he was a real hockey player, he would just pull it out...Colt reached into his mouth and yanked out his silver tooth. Garrett wants me to find a little vile to put his tooth in so Colt can wear it around his neck to always remember his first tooth lost while playing hockey. Yuck!
