Thursday, October 04, 2007

stages

You know, it seems like we wait so long for Felix to get his baby teeth (still at 6 and holding, molars teething like a mofo) and now all he seems to want to do is engage in behavior that will result in knocking them out. This is the month of the bloody mouth, to be sure. With great teeth comes great responsibility. And much bloodshed. Teeth + walking = pain and suffering (and many a fat lip and bumpy noggin).

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