It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip lip lip

This morning, I decided to give the girls a bath before we went to playgroup. Somehow, despite having been changed just prior to breakfast, Mari managed to do a big, stinky, messy poo that was not contained in the diaper. Thinking this made the bath even more appropriate I went to clean her up. Then I brought diaperless Mari to the bathroom to get the bath started. (I know, you are already asking why I would leave her for even a minute without a diaper.)

But before I got the water running, I was trying to clean out her pajama bottems in the sink. And the phone rings. So I left the girls to run and get the phone. As I come back, Mari has fallen and is crying. I'm not sure how, but she apparently bumped her mouth on either the toilet seat or the tiles on the wall. She's got blood all over her top front teeth. Ahhhh!

So I comfort her, take the call, and try to finish the clean up. I call the dentist, who says to bring her in. In the midst of all that, Mari stops crying, but yells out when she pees on the bath mat. AHHHH!

The girls get their bath and we go to the dentist before playgroup. Apparently she has torn the frenulum on her uppper lip. (Check this mountain biking website for details.) The teeth are not loose - so that is good. And the dentist assured me the tear would heal on it's own. Not only that, but tearing the frenulum on one's upper lip in childhood is supposed to prevent the gap between the two front teeth some adults have. (He mentions David Letterman & Madonna.) Who knew?

No, this is not Mari's mouth. She cried enough when the dentist tried to look at it.