...is my two front teeth.
Yes, we have teeth. Notice the plural. On Friday evening I was feeling around and noticed that the bottom right tooth had broken through. This tooth has been a very long time in coming. On Saturday morning it had been covered up again, but by the afternoon it was back through. This morning we had been "showing" off (you can't get her to let you see it really) to everyone at church. This one tooth that had come through. Well, tonight I was feeling around again (okay, I'm weird, I know) and it suddenly dawned on me that I wasn't feeling just one tooth but TWO! Pretty fitting since it is Christmas - and she is eight months old today. More to follow tomorrow...
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