"Oh wow, that's nuts!"
Says the gal working at the granite topped reception desk.
"Two at once, that's tough," she exclaims.
The pretty little thing with perfectly white and straightened teeth might want to
get trained in putting on a better poker face.
Yeah, I know it's tough.
Kids have braces. We've been saving.
Saving for a new car. A vaca. The list goes on.
So tonight, the miserably sore-mouthed kids have a bunch of metal
in their mouths and I have less paper in my wallet.
Typical and expected.
I think it's called parenthood.
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