“Loch has a morbid fear of blood!” my daughter says.
My grandson has a dangling front tooth, empty on either side. He won’t twist it or work it. He is afraid it will bleed, so he lets it hang. It’s been hanging for weeks, now.
Loch is 6 years old. He and his 9 year old sister Lexi are visiting me for 3 days.
Today, as I’m pulling a tee shirt over his head he starts to scream. The tee shirt has yanked on his tooth…and the tooth is bleeding.
Loch is screaming, “Get me a mirror! Get me a mirror!”
In light of his ‘morbid fear of blood,’ I don’t think this is a good idea. Loch runs to the bathroom and grabs a red bath towel off the rod. He jams it against his tooth and runs into the ‘kid’s room’ that has a wall of mirrored closets.
He drops the bath towel from his mouth and takes a look. A great wail arises.
There is BLOOD on The Tooth!
Loch drops to the floor in front of the mirror moaning, with the towel again covering his face. (more…)