… for Christmas, that is. That’s two teeth in two days, people (he lost one on the bottom row Friday morning). At this rate, I’ll have to purée his food by September.
p.s. I hope that icky hangy-down thing falls out soon; but he’s super proud of it.
p.p.s. Yes, I know his bangs are un-even.
p.p.p.s. He’s still the cutest.