Just Call her Chip

I've been letting Katie go a little further and further away from me on her bike.  A couple of weeks ago I let her go around the block (yes it was a big deal!!!)  She and Clint were racing, I would have Clint go down the street with his remote control car and she'd have to get around the block and back to the starting line before he got down and back.  Well in the last race she was really pedaling hard toward home and BAM! she hit the curb, flew over the handlebars like superman and landed on her belly.  There was crying and stomach pain, and she went inside to rest.  Clint in all his concern assured her that she had won since she flew.  What a nice brother.  Well a few minutes after resting she came to me and asked if something was wrong with her tooth as it felt rough.  I looked and sure enough she'd chipped it.  Fabulous!   

When her Dad got home that afternoon we told him what happened, and showed him the damage.  He told her it was best that she get back on her bike and get riding.  So she did.  She's not bothered by her tooth, in fact we call her Chip and she rolls with it.  What a girl!

Update: The next day Rick was going into the dentist anyway so he showed the dr this photo, and we were reassured to hear that unless it hurt she was probably fine, just a little chipped.  I see a little cosmetic dentistry in her future, unless she decides it gives her character!