I was a very courageous girl yesterday at the vet. I walked into the examining room and onto the table all by myself, although I was slow and needed encouragement. The vet says my teeth look good. He would have liked if I wore the first braces, the bar across the roof of my mouth, a bit longer, but I am making progress. (Mom thinks that maybe if I had refrained from chewing Eli's old wooden toy train tracks, my braces would not have broken. I, myself, think they self destructed.) Abram gave me lots of treats for being so brave.
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