It was a nice Friday night at home with the family. Jarrod had been out fishing that afternoon, and now it was bath time.

Braelyn has always enjoyed bath time. Whoever knew foam ABCs would be such a big hit? Brant has recently decided that just sitting in the bath tub isn’t nearly as fun as crawling, pulling up and throwing himself around the tub. I swear he goes under the water at least 3 or 4 times.

It was turning out to be a “normal” bath. And then dad decided to come in the bathroom to observe the fun. Something changed in Brant. It was like, “Oh my dad’s here. I better impress him.” Bath time just got amped up. Brant was all over the place. Jarrod and I were laughing at his craziness and lack of fear.

Braelyn decided to join in the fun. Well the fun didn’t last much longer. She stood up and her feet immediately slipped out from under her, and her face hit the side of the tub. Her front teeth actually chipped the side of the tub. I was in shock. Blood was everywhere. I was for sure her two front teeth were gone.

We went into emergency mode. One of our favorite neighbors kept Brant, and we were on our way to the ER. Her teeth weren’t missing but damaged enough to require repair. There is now a firm “No Standing” in the bath tub rule. I am sure it won’t be our last visit to the ER, but I need a long break before the next one.

Please keep Braelyn in your prayers this week. On Thursday she has to be put under anesthesia for the repairs to her teeth.