After many consult visits and much procrastination by Mom, Christa finally got braces a couple of weeks ago. She has adjusted well and hardly complained about the achy mouth and shredded lips that go along with new braces--thank you, ibuprofen. For me, this was one of those strange parenting moments that has reminded me that somehow I have the responsibility for 6 growing girls. How did I get here? I still feel like I could be the one in braces.
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