That's right...teeth - plural. Saturday night when Coop was getting ready to take his bath he had major drool from his mouth to the floor. I thought to myself that I should feel his gums and there was a tooth. One beautiful pearly white sliver on his bottom front gum.
When my mom stopped by yesterday she was looking in his mouth (which is a terribly difficult task!) and said there were two.
Sure enough. Right next to the first there was a second.
Our little man is getting teeth! Who ever thought that a teeth would be so exciting!?!