This weekend the bebes sprouted her first tooth!  Bust out the Orajel it was a frustrating weekend.  This weekend I wondered how parents make it through this time called 'teething' because so help me that child just SCREAMED at me and then for no reason what so ever would stop and give me the biggest teary eyed smile you'd ever seen..........and then SCREAM at me some more.   Two straight days of a screaming child.  Nothing I did could alleviate her pain.  I bribed her?  I offered her the equivalent cash value to her pain?  Nothing worked.....

Now we have probably 25-30 pacifiers....3-5 teething rings and I swear to you the only thing that calms this child down is Dave's thumb.  Maybe its a texture thing or a unique shape I don't know but his thumb is the best investment thus far.....I suppose its a good thing I married him...hes contractually obligated to keep his thumb around for our child's easement of pain.  

On occasion my thumb or finger(s) can be used as a substitution but only if Dave is not present.  I have substandard fingers.  I am in no way complaining about this because on a rare occasion I actually like to paint my nails and I'm not really thinking that nail polish is good for the bebes digestion?

Ok where was I going with this...Ah so....her one singular tooth that is just starting to show....is SHARP.  Holy Chimichanga it hurts when she bites down now.  Dave and I are going to need stitches soon at the rate she is whittling our fingers down with her one ravenous tooth.  

"Slice like a ninja cut like a razor blade"  Yep...I went there....