WARNING: This post contains graphic tooth images!
Max: (runs to me sobbing...) "I was in the garage and I stepped on something and it flew up and hit me in the face!!!"
Me: "Okay, let me se...WOAH!!! YOUR TOOTH!!!" (Not my best parenting moment.)
Max: "My tooth? What happened to my tooth??? (feels with tongue...) MY TOOOOOOOTH!!!"
Me: Immediately sends a picture to Doug on his phone. And calls his office and asked the Front Desk to please interrupt him and have him look at his phone.
Doug: "Find the missing piece!!!"
Me: Searched nasty garage floor for 30 minutes and finally recovered missing triangle amidst camouflage "Sport Court" flooring, dust, sand, and popcorn.
Placed it in milk per instructions.
(Our garage doubles as a play room. That doesn't mean it's clean though...!)