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It's not my fault. It's genetic.
About Me
- laurak
- I was born and raised a rural Texan. I married a city slicker and because of all the lights I haven't seen the stars in years, except when I look into his eyes. I have few enough kids to keep my sanity in check- most of the time.
Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but about learning to dance in the rain.
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3 comments:
Hmm, I don't remember a list of things not to eat. Maybe chewing gum. I wore mine from age 12 to 14. She's a year behind. The dentist probably waited for some teeth to erupt, whereas, I had some skin cut off, so the teeth would go ahead and come in. Well, it was worth it for me until my wisdom teeth came in and squeezed them all together again on the bottom.
Noah welcomes her to the club.
Samantha has a big list of things not to eat as well. I don't remember orthodontists being as strict when I had my braces. Pizza crust? Popcorn? I didn't realize that these foods could be so dangerous.
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