Friday night Cole gently bumped his face on the black dining table and screamed in pain, his tooth (yes, the same one that was pushed up completely beyond the gumline on Tuesday night) popped out. It was hanging by a shred of flesh and blood was again pouring out. I was more calm this time, so much so that B did not realize what had happened for a while. We grabbed the tooth, calmed Cole down and called Dr. Hull again. He was willing to meet at the office, but said if the tooth is out (and if it looks like it came out roots n all) there isn't much to do. We decided to call again if it kept bleeding. Dr Hull called early Saturday morning to check on Cole again, and we all decided to follow up with an appointment next week. Poor Cole was all swollen and shaken up again, but behaved very bravely. Poor baby! This pic is from Saturday night and shows the hole that will exist in Cole's smile until adult teeth eventually fill in.
