Youngest turned 7 last month. You know how we celebrated? I took him to the orthodontist. No sh$t. And the next day? I took him to the dentist. Do I show a birthday boy a good time or what?
I mention this because, dude, he's se-ven. Se-ven. Not se-ven-teen. Not even e-le-ven. Se-ven. And we already don't have dental insurance. And even if we did have dental insurance, you know it frickin' never includes orthodontics anymore. And even if it did, it wouldn't cover but half, at best, because that's just the way it is. And we don't need no more stinkin' bills, of the medical, dental, orthodontic or any variety, thanks.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Why am I talking about this? Two reasons. First, it's Wednesday and the nifty photo of the lad's mouth is just too cool to pass up.
Second, about a month ago I got an email from some hack -- I can call her that 'cause I was one in real life -- who's working with the California Association of Orthodontics. [Link added 'cause, WTH, why not?] This wasn't just your run-of-the-mill hack email with useless information either. She had actually read my blog. Referred to my "youngest son" and my "eldest son and daughter." That's using their names, really, right? 'Cause that's how I refer to them.
So, given that Youngest was, in fact, headed to the orthodontist as recommended by Daughter's orthodontist and because the CAO
hack lovely publicist had taken the time to actually know to whom she was sending a solicitation, I had to write this. And I'm also going to go one step further and send you to their social media release here.
What's the upshot for Youngest, you wonder? Besides, of course, the addition to his scrapbook? Like the other two, he'll need work. And we'll find a way to pay for it. But you know something cool about our orthodontist? He keeps an eye on them as the years go by for free. That's right. For free. Panoramic x-rays, photos, exams, and the like are all free. Not until they fit them with the
torture devices braces do we pay a dime. [Don't bother pointing out that it's in his vested interest, please. Dur.]