July--I am born...no teeth yet!
November--My doctor says I have started the teething process with lots of drool and putting my hands in my mouth.
February-April--I am a little grouchy here and there and have a few sleepless nights. Mom and Dad blame it on "teething". Ha! Fooled them...I continue to give my cute, gummy grins.
April 24--I fly to Missouri...everyone checks my mouth for the next week to see if any teeth are coming in. Everyone agrees that there is nothing there! I manage to eat everything under the sun anyways, including a whole chicken nugget!
May 2--After we leave a yummy Mongolian BBQ place (I ate my share..don't you worry!) Uncle Matt looks in my mouth and tells Mommy and Aunt Shari that THERE IS a tooth coming. Shari concurs but Mommy can't see it.
May 3--Mommy keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and does indeed see a little white spot in the middle of my bottom gums. We fly home so Daddy can see!!! Thus at 9 months, 2 weeks I grew my first tooth!
May 11--Mommy is happily watching my little spot grow into a tooth (DAd was still convinced it wasn't there) and so I was showing off my tooth to someone else and GUESS WHAT?! Another tooth was coming in right next to it!
After a long wait, I got two teeth in two weeks! Bring on more food!!!!
(Editor's Note: I know this post is WAY overdue, but I wouldn't let Mom take a picture of my teeth. They are camera shy. Someday I will post a picture of my pearly whites.)
