20 Little White Things

Well holy moly miracles do happen. I finally have all my teeth! This means one thing, I can eat anything I want, or at least this what I think; my mother thinks otherwise. She still won’t let me have anything really chewy or extremely hard, essentially candy. I think she’s using the whole choking bit as an excuse, but she’s the Boss! The other thing that works against me is I have nothing to blame my crankiness on now. Before, I could always just point to my mouth and say “mouth hurts” but now I have nothing to fall back on for being a bit testy. Don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll think of something to fill the void.