"The good news is, he still has his teeth."

Not the way you like to start a conversation, is it?

I did my best to be prepared this morning because I knew there were a lot of things that could go wrong when taking the kids to get their pictures made. For instance:

1. Katie Beth would have a blow out. Had a new diaper ready to go!
2. Katie Beth would spit up on her outfit. Held a bib under her chin until the shutter snapped, and an extra change of clothes on standby!
3. Ben would not want to pose for pictures. The promise of playing at B&N's train table goes a long way!
4. The appointment would be right when Katie Beth was scheduled to eat. Topped her off right before we left!

But as on-top-of-things and pulled-together as I thought I was, nothing prepares a mom for the thud and "wahhhhh!" I heard from Ben as I was picking out my favorite poses. Turns out his game of peek-a-boo in the studio ended with a faceplant to the base of a couch, thanks to his on-the-wrong-feet-yet-again crocs catching on the carpet. Poor Ben was a bloody mess when I got to him and tried to determine the source of the pain.

"Check his teeth!" Tyler's voice rang in my head, and I was so thankful to see them all there. Bruised, but intact. His lip was a different story as it showed definite bite marks that make my stomach drop to think about. So, after the studio's first-aid kit and cold paper towels offered no relief, a quick trip to the ice cream shop next store seemed to do the trick. After all, there's nothing a little chocolate and sprinkles can't fix!

Showing off his battle wounds

I guess the upside is that this happened after pictures...although it would've save some $$ had it happened before! After the promised trip to the train table, our little tough guy slept it off and enjoyed an afternoon showing of Peter Pan with a cold juice box. And if you ask him, he will proudly tell you all about his adventure!

And that's enough adventure for me today...good night.