It took awhile to calm him down. I promised that I wouldn't yell anymore and just explained that he was better than the effort he was putting out there. So eventually he went back into the game and a few minutes later, the soccer ball was kicked right in his face. Boom! He didn't initially cry. He held his mouth and just stood there. We waved him over to the sidelines to see if he was okay and that's when he opened his mouth and blood gushed out. Oh snap! His front tooth is missing! Our reaction didn't make it any better and that's when the tears started flowing.
But the tears didn't last too long and he recovered fairly quick. After the game, both teams helped in looking for his missing tooth. Jacob ended up finding it semi-buried in the dirt (and the "tooth fairy" rewarded him for his efforts.) But yeah, that was one rough morning for Andrew. :(
|Andrew smiling with tooth in hand.|