How's that for a three-phrase title?
We found out the other day that the boy (little brother) needs braces. Badly.
he's really worried it'll hurt. it will… but the first four days or so are bad, and then it gets better. He said "oh no! I won't be able to eat anymore!"
Mom said "don't worry, I'll get you pudding and yogurt and ice-cream—"
His eyes popped to like… the size of silver dollars. He said "If you get me ice cream, I'm not telling you when my teeth feel better!"
such a boy.