...for all the things she did for me as a kid. A single mom with two boys somehow managed to put braces on my randomly wandering teeth and for 5 years...kept them on me. Did I like them? No. Did I smile alot for 5 years? No. Was it worth it? Absolutely! So...looking back on this Throwback Thursday...the need for braces became crystal clear...as does the need to thank my mother for pinching pennies and doing without herself so that I may be able to chew properly. Now I have a nicer smile and I weigh 265 pounds. I have to own the weight...and that polyester print shirt and puka bead necklace...that was all me, too.