The gloves are off.
Or in this case, the braces. The braces are off, kids. Yup, this weekend my sweet nephew Colin is celebrating his 9th birthday sans a mouth full of braces. Colin’s birthday feast will consist of super chewy, tacky and crunchy foods that 4 out of 4 Orthodontists (and Dentists, I’m sure) disapprove of. Can’t wait.
Did you ever have braces as a kid? I had them going into High School. Thanks, Mom. Before braces I had all kinds of crazy retainers and appliances and used to rock this hot pink hat that read Heavy Metal like it was cool or something. What a loser. I’m embarrassed for myself. But what I remember more about having braces, is how great it felt when those b*tches finally came off. Which is why tomorrow will be an extra, extra special celebration for my nephew (and me) and one heck of a party.