Leta has been uncharacteristically pleasant this week, calm and even enjoyable to be around. She no longer has a cold, and she’s sleeping peacefully and smiling at every opportunity. Several times this week I have thought to myself, “This, THIS is why people have babies.”
This morning she woke up her usual cranky, why did you bring me into this awful existence self, screeching, bemoaning the fact that she has to breathe air. Just now we checked her mouth for signs of impending doom of the enamel variety, and wouldn’t you know, she has TWO teeth coming in.
I hate to say this, I really do, but Leta is getting her two front teeth for Christmas.
You may now commence throwing tomatoes.
