Yes, William has once again knocked off his front tooth. Tuesday night he came upstairs crying with his broken tooth in hand. He had been gnawing on a big cardboard poster tube as he was watching T.V. Since his tooth doesn’t hurt, I actually considered allowing him to walk around with a half-broken tooth. At least, then, everyone would know that we were from Arkansas!!! Instead, we’re off to the dentist again today. Since 3 wasn’t a charm….maybe 4 will be!!!