The first one that showed up on Thanksgiving wasn't so bad. We yelped on the car ride to the Grandparents' house, and then a little pink hole was visible where now there is a shiny white tooth. But it's mate is certainly more stubborn. He had us cranky all day and night yesterday. Luckily Grandma Bonnie and Grandpa Denie distracted us on Sunday, and Grandma Chris and Grandpa Darrell on Saturday.
Mom and Dad hate hearing us cry out in pain. But for Christmas, we should have our two bottom teeth.
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