Brace Yourself!

Work this morning and there seems to be an epidemic of the lurgy. Staff and pupils are going down like flies with a heavy cold/temperature virus. I was asked to stay all day but couldn't because Poppy had her first orthodontic appointment this afternoon.
We were prepared for the dentist to look at her teeth and tell her to come back when she had all her adult teeth through. In this situation I had told poppy to:
a) burst into tears b) tell them how unbearable life is when your teeth prevent you from eating Toblerone.

Luckily we didn't need to resort to such measures as the nice chap agreed that she qualifies for treatment BUT we'd have to pay if we want her treated now rather than waiting ( and private orthodontics don't come cheap)
Financial discussions have taken place around the dinner table and, if we stop eating, never go out and sell the animals, it's all looking good.