
I took the picture (above) when Glade was six months old. I had taken him into see Dr. Grandpa, who is an Ear/Nose/Throat surgeon for the millionth time for ear infections. This picture was taken as proud Grandpa poses with his grandson, and Glade screams after his ear exam. Classic photo. Grandpa entered it into a "letter to the editor" and they published it--photo and all.

Last week was a rough one. Sickness all around. We were spreading the flu like wildfire. Again, I remind readers of the flu's earned name: Satan's Fury. Well Satan's Fury hit Glade one night, me 2 nights later, & Greg's mom 2 days after that. We puked our guts out--literally. It was a 5 day flu. I would never wish that on anyone. So, we got ZERO accomplished for the week, but are 100% improved this week.

Yesterday was a momentous occassion. The dreaded braces came off! Now, why oh why did an adult (me) have to get braces again? After a first round of 4 years didn't fix it? Well, my overbite came back and I was chipping and grinding my teeth right off!!! So, braces became my teeth's most intimate friend last May. This is the before picture.

This is the oh-so-glamorous after picture. I am trying to show the bottom teeth also and my left side is droopy because it was numbed.

My everyday smile. All fixed up! Thanks Dr. Shepherd for fixing my teeth and 8 months sooner than promised!