Look closely at these pictures. Something very important (and expensive) has changed. That's right--Paul and Rachel spent 3 hours in a tanning booth! Beside the fact that they don't look as pasty white in the second pic--Rachel is now the proud owner of some nifty, pink, braces. Paul pulled out her last baby molar last night; we only had to bribe her with a new DS game and Red Mango frozen yogurt for her to let him pull the extremely loose tooth out of her mouth. (Did I mention, I don't do teeth? I don't know why, but they creep me out a little. Paul will also scrub vomit out of carpet, and find dry Star Wars underware in the middle of the night--I know, I'm a lucky girl). I also registered Rachel for Jr. High today, sniffle, and she and I went to New Beginnings last night! Uggh, Hello, I get it, she not my curly-headed little baby anymore! She's my skinny jeans wearin', Taylor Swift singin',Facebookin',almost teen! And that is pretty great too!
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I agree, I don't do teeth either! I'll have to talk to Dan about the vomit thing. I can't believe how big and mature she is. She will have lovely staight teeth!
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