No teeth?

Surprisingly this post isn't about Abby :-) Tim and I had today off to take care of Tim's broken tooth. Some you may have heard this story. It goes like this. Fun day at PCC (Tim's work); paint ball; rain; running for his life (well, not really); fall in the mud; paint ball gun hits Tim in the chin; 5 stitches and a broken tooth. Soooo, Tim opted for a pulled tooth and implant. I was his driver and I was hoping to see a loopy Tim post surgery, but he did fantastic. Ninety minutes after our arrival we were drinking iced coffee..me through a straw and Tim gulping...with one less tooth.

I suspect he may have just given that to Abby - we'll soon see!