FINALLY!
On Thursday, just two days shy of turning 11 months old, Carter got
a tooth teeth. After a few weeks of gnawing on anything he could get his hands on, drooling that could have warranted a flash flood warning, a whole bottle of infants motrin, countless swipes of teething tablets and orajel, and a couple of pretty rough nights/early mornings, these tiny little devils decided to stop torturing my baby. Well, I don't think they've completely stopped bothering him, but the worst is behind us now... Until the next batch decide to pop in.
I tried to get a picture of them, but it turns out trying to take a CLEAR picture of the inside of an 11 month old's mouth is pretty much impossible. And besides, the teeth are just barely showing, so this is the best I could get.
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