toothy news and Nicky's older

We've made lots of trips to the ortho and oral surgeon lately, with no end in sight.  Adrienne had upper and lower space maintainers installed at the ortho, then ten teeth pulled about a month ago (6 baby, 4 adult), and has been in braces for a couple weeks now.  That was a lot to endure in the space of a month, and the poor kid has to pretty much gum her food to death right now.  There was just too much crowding for the adult teeth to properly kick out her baby teeth.  Most of her other baby teeth had been pulled as well.  After the braces went on she immediately took a selfie and sent it to her friends, but letting me take a picture was another matter. 

Michael has had a little break from all that since he's been out of braces for about a year now, but next week he's set to have all his (still impacted) wisdom teeth removed.  He's understandably a bit freaked out at the prospect.

Yesterday was Nicky's 11th birthday...

That's the dog though.  So, Nicky wanted an ice cream cake.  I'd made one before, and the Oreo fudgy layer was too firm.  This time it was too soupy.

There are lots of photos out there of sparkly magical princess cakes, or creative superhero cakes or whatever.  But my cake pooped itself.  Always the nonconformist.

At least it looks better from the top.  Maybe the third time will be the charm for figuring out the right proportion of fudgy goo to Oreo.  But an excess of chocolate goo is never really a bad thing.

Happy birthday to our goofy smart musical funny Nicky, who's growing up too fast.