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Four Thousand, Five Hundred Dollars Later


Plus three years and a lot of floss and elastics, the butterfly has emerged!

Which is really to say, she's been emerging for the past three years. She just thinks that with her braces off she's suddenly beautiful.

In actuality, she's always been gorgeous. As of recently, she's become comfortable with her long limbs, sparkling personality, and thick hair. And then she got her braces off.

I will miss the little girl.

Comments

  1. She's gorgeous, braces or no.

    Kinda sad that they all grow up, except that means less laundry for you to do.

    My daughter was still in elementary school when the braces came off, so there was no big transition to view.

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  2. She's beautiful! When my daughter got hers off last year my husband said couldn't we just leave them on another year longer cause life's gonna change. Which it did. Her confidence shot up which made here appointment book very busy.
    Hang on it's gonna get a little bumpy. :)

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  3. Wow...suddenly she looks all grown up. *sniff*

    (I am just crying at the price...which by the time I have to pay will be double...)

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  4. She's beautiful, with or without the braces. Yay for her!

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  5. What price for a happy kid?
    Worth every cent!

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  6. A beauty before,
    A beauty after.
    And you lost weight in the wallet!

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  7. worth every penny if it makes her realise how lovely she is :)

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  8. Floss, dental implements, etc. . . $250.00

    Orthodontic Treatment. . . $4500.00

    Self Esteem. . .Priceless

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  9. Kaye said it best.

    It does make them look so much more grown up though.....

    Gorgeous girl

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