Noah has a new look for 2011:
I was specifically told that I couldn't use the words br_ _ _ fa_ _ on the blog. He did not, however, forbid metal mouth. And as Matt thinks it is awesome that he has some form of metal (though not the musical variety) in his life it's all good. We love our little metal mouth.
The whole braces thing came as a little bit of a shock. We were aware they would be necessary, but we thought that he had to lose more teeth before they'd put on the "appliances." I took him in for his second ortho visit and he came out with braces. We were
a little a lot shocked. He said he was wondering what they were doing but didn't realize he had braces until he looked in the mirror. Ultimately, he is glad it happened this way. It's better to be shocked then full of dread I suppose. In addition to the braces he has an expander on the roof of his mouth that we get to tighten every night and bars across his bottom jaw. He looks a little space age and robotic--dare I say kind of Tron-ish? Nah, braces will never be that cool.
