First Tooth

As I'm about to pick you up, not certain what you want or need, I spy it. In an instant I'm clapping and shouting, "Your first tooth!" My finger finds it. Jaws clamp down, and then the incredible river of drool. An audible sigh from you (She finally gets it!) No wonder you always want to be outside in the cold fresh air.

And so it begins...you're one bite closer to chomping that pasta you've been eyeing for months.