Have you all picked out your costumes yet? Garrett has decided he doesn't want to dress up this year. I'm not sure how I feel about that. My babies are growing up too fast.
Six months ago, Garrett had a consultation with the orthodontist. Apparently, Garrett still has several baby teeth to lose before he'll get braces. He actually had so many baby teeth the orthodontist thought the dentist's office had sent the wrong xray. After looking in Garrett's mouth, he declared he actually did receive a current xray, and Garrett had 9 teeth he should have lost already. (Or maybe it was that he should have lost all of those teeth by the age of 9, I don't remember.) The orthodontist showed Garrett which teeth he needed to work on losing and said that if Garrett couldn't get them out in the next 6 months, he would have to take them out.
Now, 6 months later, Garrett has an appointment on Monday with the orthodontist. I don't know if he's lost all of the teeth he was supposed to, but I do know the tooth fairy has been a regular visitor at our house lately. Garrett is excited about the appointment, and has asked me numerous times if he'll get his braces on Monday. I don't know the answer to that. It seems he wants to get his braces. I thought most kids dread braces, yet my child is excited. Go figure.
Politics! I hate it! It's screwing with my facebook news feed, ya'll! I will be so glad when the election is over. Agree to disagree folks, and be civil in your posts. Nothing makes me angrier than someone who reverts to name calling because someone else doesn't have the same opinion. That's childish. You might as well be saying "Oh, yeah? Your MOMMA!" If you can't make informed, valid points in support of your argument and have to resort to insults and name calling, then maybe you should keep your opinion to yourself. Have you ever heard the saying, "it's better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt." Just sayin'.
So far it appears that my boy wasn't "blessed" with my grace. I'm saying a quick prayer for him anyway. If you're reading this, Break a leg, Garrett! I mean that in the showbiz figurative kinda way! Oh, never mind, I'll explain it to ya later. Good luck, and I love you, buddy!
TGIF, ya'll! I hope you all have a fabulous weekend.
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