For months now we've been anticipating the arrival of LT's first tooth. From some of the older babies who'd already gotten their first teeth we'd heard stories of some difficult nights leading up to the big event. So we were trying to prepare for the worst with some morbid humor and told LT that we were ready for the big "all night toothers is coming party." Fortunately for us, however, it never happened. On Sunday morning at The Market we noticed that his front right bottom tooth had broken through the skin - and he'd even slept well the night before! I declared that our Sunday morning coffee trip was the official "the toothers came party" - a welcome alternative to the all night event we'd been anticipating.
This morning we had part 2 of "the toothers came party" and went to a new coffee shop in the neighborhood to celebrate the other bottom tooth breaking though. In spite of the new arrival, LT slept nearly 12 hours straight last night. I'd say we've been pretty lucky with the teeth situation so far.
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