Tomorrow my oldest baby boy will get braces. I never had braces, but I can imagine that they're going to hurt like the devil. I know what a wimp I am when I skip a week of flossing and then my gums bleed when I pick up the habit again. Well, he's probably going to feel like that for the next two years, poor kid.
In honor of this momentous occasion, I'm going to feed him popcorn, hard candy, Laffy Taffy, and bubblegum for dinner tonight: all the things he won't be able to have for the next 24-28 months.
Because I am a good mom.
Also because I don't want to cook.