Tonight on the way home from church, Andrew announced that his cap had fallen off. I didn't think too much of it because I figured that we could get it when we were back at church on Sunday. Then he said it again "No, I mean my cap fell off." Ummmm...ok. So?
Then it hit me---he meant the cap on his tooth! Oh boy! That's a whole other story! Since my mom was a dental assistant for years, I called her & asked what we do to fix this. A trip to the dentist in the morning is in order! Oh my....I hope he does ok!
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