Poor Sweet P

Almost a week ago the kids wanted to jump on the trampoline with the sprinklers on underneath. So they got in the swim suits and we got the sprinkler on and they were having a good time. Chad and I went in the house and Chad saw out of the corner of his eye Trev and Pait collide. We ran out and I ran straight to Pait. Riley and Cami tried to help her get up but she was like a boxer who just got his bell rung. She staggered and fell and I had to drag her off the trampoline. Her mouth was filled with blood.She was crying. Her eyes were dazed and she kept saying "I want to go home!" Trevor had jumped into her and his head hit her square in the chin, leaving her dazed and confused. We couldn't tell where the blood was coming from in her mouth. We gave her an otter pop and got her to settle down. Checked her for a concussion and made sure she was ok. She came back around within five minutes or so. I was able to get a good look in her mouth and saw that she had bit all the way through her tongue on the side. Almost taking the whole side chunk off. It was pretty bad. Chad didn't want to look. We got the bleeding to stop and she instantly wanted to go back outside and jump on the trampoline. We decided that sitting on the porch swing eating her otter pop to help her tongue feel better was a better idea. She's a tough cookie though. I absolutely hate the helpless feeling I get when my children get hurt and I'm unable to take the pain away or keep it from happening in the first place. But she made it through with a nice scar on her tongue to show for it.

This is right after the bleeding stopped.

These pictures don't do it justice. They were taken two days after it happened, but you can still see where she almost bit it right off.