We had our consultation for the Child with the orthodontist today for Phase 2. The Child makes no effort to hide how much he dislikes orthodontic treatments, would prefer not to do them, doesn’t care how great his smile looks, and has even gone so far as to call the orthodontist the Pain Doctor.
So, anyway, we walk into the consultation room and the Child looks at the wall where the orthodontist displays all his medical diplomas and certifications. Literally, years upon years of education.
The orthodontist walks in and and the Child, ever one for perfect timing, says in a loud, droll, unimpressed voice, “Wow. Look at all those pain certificates.”
Heh.
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