A Tooth

Well, we woke up this morning to Nathan's first tooth. We knew it wasn't going to be long, as we've felt the bottom two middle ones poking up for over a week now. It just seemed like neither tooth really cared to be the first to actually break through the gums. Then finally this morning the right tooth won.

Nathan's really been a trooper through all the teething pain. His fussy periods with it were better than most babies' fussy periods when they're not teething. Yet this morning there was still a remarkable change to his mood. Who would have thought Nathan could be even happier than he'd been?

I'll keep you posted on when tooth #2 decides to make an appearance. I'm guessing it won't be long and that his days of being a one-toothed baby are short.