Yet another story that could only happen to us....

I'm at Big O Tires getting the car inspected and emission tested (yeah, you lucky Idahoans don't have to worry about that...your time will come for pointless things like this later in life). Koen is pushing his Lightning Mcqueen car around the piles of tires on display. Suddenly I hear him screaming. I turn around and a pile of tires fell on top of him. I'm pretty sure he was trying to climb in it because I tried a while to wedge the tire off his body--he somehow was able to fit inside the inner rim/wall of the tire. Anyway, I'm pretty much laughing thinking that this kind of thing only happens to funny ole Pecks. Once I get the tire off (notice "I"-- I forget how a store full of men are deaf and dumb when it comes to acknowledging a damsel in distress) I notice that Koen's mouth is bleeding a ton. I'm cupping the blood under his chin looking around for a bathroom or roll of paper towels. While rinsing and pouring, I notice a white square thing floating in the blood. Crap! I just knew it was a tooth. I'm sticking my fingers through his mouth seeing what tooth it was. All in place--it was a piece of chiclet gum that wasn't chewed up yet. No stiches. Just a giant bloody scab on his lip. Doesn't look the most attractive due to the other half of lip currently sporting a cold sore. There you have it. Another event in life that could only happen to us. However, this does no justice to the throw-up piles in Walmart that I suffered through a few months ago. If you think men in Big O tires are insensitive--you haven't had an incident with employees at a Walmart. I'd take Big O men over Walmart help anyday.