Wednesday, 30 November 2016

You can't handle the tooth

OK, so Mommy's trying to be cute with the title of the post... And one day you just might get the joke. Yesterday, we went to visit Nanny at her house (it was also a way to get you to take your nap in the car because you weren't napping at home). While we were there, you pulled Mommy's finger in your mouth as you often do. Imagine my surprise when I felt something sharp poking me. Looks like you have a tooth coming through your gum (bottom right). This might explain that rough night you had last Sunday (November 20) when you woke up at 10:30pm and refused to sleep unless you slept in Mommy's arms. (Let's just say it was a long night for Mommy.)

Also, before I forget, on November 17 we went to see Fr. Peter about organizing your baptism. While watching a PowerPoint presentation with seminarian Sandy, whenever "sin" or "the devil" were mentioned, you blew a raspberry. Mommy thought it was hilarious and tried to hold back the laughter.

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