I get a gold star and a free cone


A year ago, I bit the bullet and got braces on my teeth.

They were moving around like popcorn on a hot grill and I began to stop smiling.

Anyone who knows me knows that I survive on SMILES and laughter which are like oxygen to me.

So I had to do something.  Today I graduated from my braces to a retainer. Cooper Callaway, my

cute orthodontist sent me an invitation to a cone party – I’ll be there with all the 12-year olds.

I can smile again.

I’ll probably be the only little ole lady in the nursing home who needs a retainer instead of  a bridge.

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