I took the kids to Johnny Rocket’s tonight and alternately hid my face in my hands and stared them down between furtive bites of my own meal. I had an especially hard time watching Dylan, who just lost one front tooth and one bottom front tooth (there is a HUGE gap when he clenches his teeth), yet ordered a chili dog with a rootbeer float, both of which he demolished while twirling his other front tooth. Which is hanging by a thread.
Did Dorian Gray have an evil twin?
July 20, 2007 by