I had just lost a temporary crown for the ump-teenth time, yet Brantley was eager to get out of the house and go to lunch. After telling him I didn’t want to go out in public missing my front tooth, like a hillbilly, he asked, “How about Cracker Barrel?”
I was in the laundry room emptying the dryer when I overheard Brantley talking to Luke in the next room. “Go tell mommy you have a chunky in your pants.”
After mentioning that I was considering a nose ring, like my friend Myrna's, Brantley remarked, "It's totally up to you...if you want to call more attention to your nose." Thanks, honey.
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