My daughter got her braces put on this past week, and she is miserable with discomfort.  Having had braces myself at her age, I wish I could say that I remembered it well and had a host of soft comfort foods at the ready for her as she adjusted to having pokey metal take up residence inside her mouth.  But honestly, I must have blocked out this memory, and I fell down on the mom job.  As she was sorting through ideas of what would taste or feel good, Ellie hit upon a memory that fueled her request:  remember when I used to make Ellie bread, squishy and soft and so...