First Tooth!

He has a tooth! It popped through last night! He was sleeping away and then woke up screaming at 10 p.m. I went in to check on him and immediately put my finger in his mouth. I guess I've done that so many times before that I was shocked to actually feel something! I think I'd resigned myself that he would be a "gummy" bear for a long time, since I didn't get any teeth until I was one (yes, I know. It's embarrassing.) So, of course I called Kevan in and we both made a spectacle out of his new achievement. Why do I feel so darn proud of him? It's a tooth, for pete's seek. But it's his tooth. Way to go, son.