Thank goodness for modern dentistry. Owen took a bat to the mouth today at the batting cages. Stew said he grabbed his mouth and had this look of "WTH" on his face. He bled a little and his lips swelled up. Stew finally got a look and Owen had lost a baby tooth and had half of his permanent tooth missing in front and 2 fat lips to boot. He called me and I met him at home. We were at the dentist within 30 minutes and out of the dentists chair in another 20. He x-rayed his mouth and there appeared to be no nerve damage. He sealed the broken tooth and then rebuilt it right there, like an artist using a palette, he painted and matched the color precisely. We go back in a week for some polishing and then in a month for another x-ray. His friend that wielded the bat came by with a Wii game to make him feel better. Owen doesn't stay down long, he was already out shooting hoops. Now he's happy as a clam slugging it out on his new game.