So I had a dream involving me sneaking a look at Christmas presents addressed to me and dad, and then going into the kitchen to help color something with everyone, and Dad coming in and laying out this GIGANTIC STICKERBOOK that was actually just stickers (or like...fridge magnets or something) of Al Hirschfeld drawings...
And then Dad was like "SO I WENT OUTSIDE AND I TRIPPED AND..." and then he smiled AND HIS RIGHT FRONT TOOTH WAS CHIPPED/ALL BUT GONE??? And I was like *STARES IN HORROR* but he was laughing about it and going "OH WELL I'LL HAVE IT FIXED LATER BUT IT'S FUNNY CUZ I'M GOING TO TENNESSEE IN LIKE A DAY" and just.
What.
Daddy please do not chip your tooth before/during/after this Tennessee trip of yours.
LMAO I TOLD DAD ABOUT THIS AND HE'S LIKE "*kicks at* YOU NEED HELP OR SOMETHING"