Teeth

Five years ago today Lorelei got her first tooth.

This morning I looked in Rowan’s mouth and… tooth.

New year, new teeth.  Makes sense.  I love weird coincidences like this – it feels all symmetrical and like things are right with the world.

I’m also scared, because Rowan is still in a clamp down, shake his head like a dog, and smile phase.  And baby teeth are sharp.

It is nice to have something to blame the last few whiny nights on.  I should probably go buy some teething rings, huh?

Update: make that two teeth.

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Unrelated, but I realized I left some things out of my last post about sleep.  So I’m going to go edit that for accuracy.