Friday, September 9, 2011

And Then There Were Three

Teething math: One

Two

Four fingers.
New York really is the city that never sleeps. Since I've been here I've had not one. Not two. But THREE teeth.

Of course that has slightly disrupted my festivities here with a little bit of grief and moaning. But in the end I've been rewarded with wincing adults who are still finger feeding me food and chance upon my sharp kitten incisors.

But since the first miserable one came through, the others that followed were a lot easier to handle and haven't caused as much angst among family and friends, not to mention my own mandibles. As you will see in an upcoming post, these teeth have come in handy from pizza to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

1 comment:

  1. Elan is so excited, he is trying to figure out what movie they should watch together!! Way to go Daniel!! I guess if you have 3 then you should watch 3 movies!!

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