Tom decided to celebrate the inauguration by getting his wisdom teeth pulled.
Okay, really it was just poor scheduling. Or was it? Come to think of it, he got to lie in bed all day and watch every minute of coverage while still totally numb. Hmmm.
Anyway, here he is just after we arrived home, with cotton packed in the back of his mouth. Those pieces of floss help you pull the cotton out after a set amount of time. I'm thinking the look will be all the rage in clubs next year.