On Wednesday last week, with snot, and tears, and crankiness, 3B heralded the imminent arrival of the latest, long-awaited residents of our house: his two top teeth. Although the waterworks and the wailing faded away after a few days, 3B’s top left tooth finally broke through today, soon to be followed by the top right, we’re sure.
3B’s been gnawing on everything within reach ever since his bottom two teeth came in, including his favorite book–he finally chewed that tag out last Friday. So we’ve been awaiting this event for some time, with some trepidation, but it seems to have passed without as much fanfare as the first time. Perhaps that’s because we didn’t strap him into the car and drive him to Boston this time.
See, we’re learning.