On November 20th, he got his first tooth. Now he has two little teeth--they are so cute. It's nearly impossible to get a picture of them, though. Every time I try, he sticks his tongue out and won't let me.
Life with teeth isn't as bad as I thought--his teeth are super sharp and they hurt if he bites my fingers, but I haven't had any bad bites during nursing yet, and he hasn't been terribly grumpy or miserable. There were a few days where I worried that we would all die, but it could also have been the drastic change in the weather and the freezing cold and everything that caused his stuffy nose and general unhappy disposition. Now he's back to normal, just with two adorable teeth.
It took a lot of doing, but I kind of got a picture--SO cute, huh?
