Friday morning Mommy felt a little tooth on Nate, and by Friday night two were poking through. My four-months-and-a-few-weeks-old brother has two bottom teeth! He's been sticking lots of stuff in his mouth in slow motion, which is really funny to watch. I'm excited for him (really, I am); I didn't get any teeth until I was almost six months old (Mommy thinks; she can't remember and would have to get out a book to find the answer).
Since I held all the Shahan family records until Nate came along, you might think I'm bitter, but I'm not. There are a few I doubt he'll be able to break: the ones that involve moving. Mommy thinks she's going to get an extended potted plant period with this big ol' boy.
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