Let's get a little better focus here. Well, it's definately jaws. And teeth. And a lot of hardware.
Ah, there we are. It's Than, sporting his brand new look. It's called a MARA. He has some serious issues, folks, calls for serious contraptions.
But he's a good sport about it all. He has spent the last two weeks eating yogurt, pudding, shakes, jello, that sort of stuff. We took pity on him one night and blended the yummy stew the rest of us were scarfing down...
Today he went to town with me to be my "go-fer" and gift shopping consultant. He's a great helper, and good company. So I got his favorite lunch for him - Wendy's Baconator. Halfway into the drive-through, I remembered - MARA. Oh, Than, I'm SOOOO sorry!! But he assured me he was ready for real food again - he actually had a bit of scrambled egg this morning. I suggested that maybe he could tear off bites (try that with double hamburger patties, 4 slices of bacon, lettuce, tomato, cheese and thick bun...) but he again assured me he could handle it.
And he did. The first bite was HUGE. He gave me a thumbs up as he munched away.
I was very relieved.
And so was he. After the fries and burger were completely inhaled, his comment was, "That's the first real food in two weeks. And I'm finally full!"
In three years, he'll look back at these pictures and want to strangle a gramma.
His brothers will all be giving me extra hugs - this is great date blackmail material. You should hear their comments. Well, no....you shouldn't. Boys are rather bizarre.
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