It's a day Kyle's been waiting for for over 2 years. He finally gets his braces off!
While we were wasting time between his two orthodontist appointments, I took Kyle to lunch with me and a bunch of my co-workers. We went around the table and each of us ordered our meal. When Kyle ordered his, the waitress asked him if he wanted the kids portion or the adult portion. Kyle said, "adult" and she scribbled it on her pad and off she went to retrieve our drinks. He and his sister usually get handed the kids menus with the crayons. This stuff doesn't seem to bother Kyle. He's so used to it.
I see Kyle as my almost 15 year old son. Others see Kyle as someone who is not even close to 15. But, such is life. Some day, Kyle, some day...
His 3rd appointment of the day was with his regular doctor for the testosterone shot. The doctor said, "Drop your drawers son, this is going in your buttocks and it's gonna hurt." Well, maybe not in those words. The day after, Kyle is limping around the house praying that no one will accidentally bump him. He's pretty sore.
Well, it's time to go remind Kyle to take his daily pill and his daily shot and his daily hug...
Kyle's spring turkey, 2008.
