Monday, April 19, 2010

Poor Soldier

There was a rather forlorn howling at about bedtime as Lewis climbed the stairs to bed. Greg was in bed but had been unable to attract our attention. His jaw seemed  to have been locked in place, and he was in a lot of discomfort - (nothing I have to say, to do with this photograph)

We massaged it gently and sat his down to see how things panned out, and it clicked back into place. He has a real jaw full of misplaced teeth and gaps where others are pushing through, so we are left thinking that it's all connected, but how we're not sure.

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