Brian... My 4th child.

So on Sunday Brian went and played basketball. I didn't want him to go. I was so mad. I don't expect us to just sit in the house all day and stare at the walls, but really. He had agreed to help me clean the house and all the sudden his friend calls and he was rushing and complaining about helping me and stuff. PLUS, I still don't think that it's fair he gets to go play basketball while I'm here with Kayelynn like I am every single day.

ANYWAY. I was mad. I decided that I was going to go to Wal-Mart to get some different things. Brian had Kayelynn's carseat though. So since Brian was just 5 minutes away at the park I put Kayelynn in her pumpkin seat (She's still under the weight limit in it so it's okay) and I went to the park to get her other carseat from Brian's car. Sure enough his car was locked. So, I walked over to the basketball court to get his keys from him. I didn't want to interrupt his game so I waited on the side. I see the game end and his friend Justin walked to the fountain and I couldn't see Brian anymore. So, I start walking toward Justin and Brian pops up from the ground (he was getting his keys and phone.) As he popped back up and walks toward me I see his fat lip.

So apparently while they were playing Brian was behind this guy and the guy turned around with the ball super fast and his head his Brian's mouth. Brian's two front teeth got knocked inward. Like the bottom of his teeth that normally face down were facing his throat. He took his thumb and pulled them back into the place. I took him to the hospital. Then I had to take him to the dentist first thing on Monday. Blah.

We still don't know if he's going to be able to keep his teeth or if they're going to die. The dentist seemed optimistic though so that's good. 

See, if he would have just listened to me then none of this would have happened. I swear he's worse than a kid.