Noah was laughing at me today (he and others do that often) and I noticed something in his mouth. A tooth!
After months of constantly wearing a bib to collect his never-ending drool, the boy finally has a tiny tooth starting to stick up through his gums.
That would explain the crabby naps the past few days.
The irony in this is in which exact tooth is coming in. It is the same tooth that Abby just lost.
That got me to thinking that by the time Noah looses the tooth that he is just now getting, Abby will be twelve years old.
Loosing teeth and going through puberty in the same house. Terrific.