Braces

Caden is not the most rational guy. He kinda loses it at weird things. And when he loses it, there's no turning back. If we are driving and his legs are cramped, he just loses it and starts crying and whining relentlessly that we need to get a hotel. In Wyoming it's not like we can just pull over and get a hotel every 5 miles. It's like 100 miles between towns. Chet and I get a kick out of him though. He's just not rational. He has been begging us to get braces on. It was finally his big day. He was soooo excited. His brothers were telling him how bad they suck and hurt. He didn't care. He was telling them how they were wimps. The night before, I prayed that Caden would be able to handle the initial pain. I was worried. He got them on and couldn't stop looking at himself. It was pretty funny. He told me that his face looked fat, and wasn't too sure he liked them. Then, fastforward about 5 hours. Melt down city. He was crying that they hurt and he couldn't eat. With Caden you don't mess with his food. We had tacos so I thought he would be ok. Oh my. He was crying that we needed to make an appt and get them off TOMORROW! Today he has been complaining that his tooth is lose. He keeps showing me, and of course I cannot see anything. And he wants me to see all his sores in his mouth. The smallest unseen sores in your mouth hurt, but I cannot see anything, which only agitates him more. This is going to be a rough week. But he sure looks cute.

Carson got his braces off. He loves the way his teeth look. He keeps looking at himself in the mirror too. Whenever he talks, he looks like a horse. He keeps pulling his upper lip up onto his gums and sliding his lip down his teeth. It's pretty cute! And I think he looks pretty darn cute too!