I Just got a call from my husband who is at our dentist's office with our two older children and baby. He is dying laughing--dying! He managed, between fits of laughter, to tell me why. If you have ever met Ezra, you know that he is one very happy baby. It's the first thing most people notice about him, how happy he is. As soon as he sets eyes on you, he smiles. If you talk to him he smiles, if you smile at him he smiles. Seriously, he is really THAT happy--it doesn't take much.
Anyway, my husband was sitting outside of the office enjoying the warm sun, when he noticed Ezra kept smiling and burying his head in Isaac's shoulder. Finally, Isaac turned around to see what had Ezra so giddy. What he found was a poster hanging in the window of the dental office with two women on it, smiling (cheezin' and showing off their pearly white veneers) just as most people smile at Ezra. The only difference here was that these women were paper thin, just photocopies! It was an advertisement of how happy you would be if only you too had porcelain veneers. I. DIE. How cute is it that Ezra didn't know the difference?
So, what is the moral of this story? Quite simply, get veneers and little cute babies will smile at you and then bury their heads in embarrassment, over and over again.