I spent the other day with my mom, having lunch, going shopping, before we picked up my sister from school. She took one look at me and said, "Why do you have all of those black things in your teeth?" I looked in the mirror and, sure enough, there couldn't possibly be more black peppercorns in my teeth. It looked almost like I had holes in my teeth. So, I immediately asked my mom why she let me walk around all day looking like that and she replied, "Because I didn't want to embarrass you." As if walking around with black peppercorns all over my teeth is without embarrassment. As if walking around town with someone (let alone your off spring) with food in their teeth is without embarrassment. Unconditional love can indeed sometimes go too far.

To this day, real friends let me know when I have food in my teeth. I don't care how bad the damage is, just let me know....please!