Lucy got braces today. She looks awesome—doesn't know what to do with her lips. She asked the orthodontist why on earth she would want different colored elastics on her braces; it's not as if she'd want anyone to look at them. I think she'll keep her mouth shut for the next year.
I'm not sure this was a helpful thing, but the entire way home, we discussed this excellent book by the excellent Raina Telgemeier.
A true horror story of braces. Not for the faint of heart, but perfect for its laughter and its tears. A must for every preteen and teen.