We're in talks for getting braces for Ethen, and of course, part of that talk is cost. J and I were comparing our expectations to the actual estimate, and I told him how much my braces had cost as a reference. Then I did the math and said, "But that was 20 years ago."
That was 20 years ago.
That was 20 years ago.
Eeeeeek.
I still remember the day I got my braces on. It was one of the mornings that we took the 6th grade TAAS test. I got to Mrs. Bertelli's room late and still finished my test in the allotted time. That night, my sweet mother made my favorites: steak in California marinade, baked potatoes, and cowboy beans. I could barely eat any of it. : ( But I had promised myself that since my parents were making huge efforts for me to have braces (for 3.5 years, no less), I would never complain to them about my teeth hurting. So instead I said I just wanted to eat teeny tiny bites and swallow without much chewing. From then on, our "code" was that I was hungry for soup.
How could anything have been TWENTY years ago??
Throwback Thursday Bonus Round! Every time I think of Mrs. Bertelli (which is less often than you'd expect), I remember when classmate Sonny Lazo matter-of-factly said to her, "Mrs. Bertelli, you're mediocre." And he didn't even get in trouble since he properly used a vocabulary word.