That's a big 'ol mouth isn't it? I asked Sam to give me a smile big enough to see his teeth and this is what I got. He is just like his dad as far as not seeing their teeth when they smile. I wanted a few pictures of him before his braces.
He is eating his "last meal" of a Sonic chocolate shake and tater tots. He is all smiles right now.
Still pretty calm, watching a movie on the ceiling. Kung Fu Panda.
Now I am getting the look of "MOM, your embarrassing me." You would think that they would have figured it out by now that that is my job.
He cannot talk....might need one of those for Sophia...hmmmm.
Tada! Just the top ones today. The bottoms go on in a few months.
Then we had to haul butt to get to his wrestling match. Unfortunately this guy was a buzz saw and pinned him.
His mouth felt pretty good and was not bothering him yet. But the next day he was hurting a lot and had another match that night.
The team they went up against does not wrestle with much integrity and it was the first match in three years where I had to stop myself from going on the mat. They do a lot of uncontrolled picking their opponent up and slamming them on the mat and I had visions of him breaking my son's arm. His opponent also hit him across the face in the mouth, hurt him a lot. So needless to say I was rather ticked off. I dislike poor sportsmanship and it usually comes down from the coaching.