Wow--he was eating a brownie (no, it wasn't rock hard--it was nice & chewy, made in Pampered Chef stoneware!), and it was hanging by a thread.
Now he is running around with a paper towel wedged into the space, trying to make the bleeding stop.
The orthodontist said that as soon (I guess) as he loses all of his baby teeth, he'll get his braces, and the sooner all that is done, the happier I'll be!
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