Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Toof
Poking out of his bottom gum. A tiny white point, like punctuation. The tip of the iceberg.
After all of the fruitless drooling and gnawing and crying and carrying on a few months ago, Westley cut his first tooth without any warning whatsoever. My mom just happened to feel along his gum line, and there it was. No big deal for him.
I'm sure he'll cry when I try to take a picture of it.
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