Isn’t it always the case that no matter what you’re looking for, it’s always in the last place you look? That’s what happened to Marcella and me last week, as we were perpetually checking Eric’s upper gum lines for signs of the new teeth that we were sure he was struggling with. Last Thursday, he was very fussy, and he even threw up most of his meal after daddy wiped his chin a little too vigorously. So we just knew that his upper teeth were growing in. All the signs added up. See, most babies get their 2 lower teeth, then their 2 upper teeth.
And so, last week, as the signs (1. He was fussy, when normally he’s not. 2. He refused the bottle, when normally he. Well, he does that every now and then. But still. 3. It was just about exactly 4 weeks after his first two teeth came in.) continued to point to a new tooth in the neighborhood, mommy and daddy took turns feeling along his upper gums, trying to get him to smile, etc.
Nothing. No teeth up there. Well, by now we should know that Eric is not the type to take the more-traveled road. Put him in a yellow wood (try finding a yellow wood here in south Florida. I suppose when the various Cassia species are in bloom, the woods might look a bit yellow. Or one of our south Florida hammock species, Wild Lime (Zanthoxylum fagara), is reputed to have yellow wood. But I digress…) and he will be sure to emulate Mr. Frost.
Eric does indeed have a new tooth. Only it’s not up top, where it’s “supposed” to be. No, it’s right down there along the bottom gums, just to the left (his left) of his first two. I’ve delayed this post a full week already hoping to be able to illustrate with a toothy grin, but circumstances are conspiring against me: 1. I’ve got a cold. 2. The boy has a cold. 3. Mom has a cold. Now, since the boy won’t cooperate, and this news won’t wait, you’ll just have to imagine the cute little smile of the cutest boy in the whole wide world augmented with this shiny new addition to his dentition.
So, there you have it: Eric is a tridential baby!
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