This past Thursday AM’s mother came by the house as she customarily does to spend her day baby-sitting her granddaughter.
Sometime midmorning I took a break from my work to wander out to the living room where she and Micah were playing. She looked up at me from where she and Micah had been playing on the floor and said, “So how do you like Micah’s first tooth?”
“Her what?”
“She’s got a tooth.”
Totally blew me away. Even AM hadn’t noticed. We spent the next two days trying to sneek our fingers into our daughter’s mouth to get a glimpse or a feel for it. My daughter was spectacularly uncooperative.
In the end we determined that AM’s mother was right: Micah does have her first tooth. Mostly. I don’t think it’s quite errupted all the way just yet, but you can definitely feel it if Micah’s cooperating.
I have to tell you that this new development comes as a great relief to me. My coworker’s child (who was born a week prior to Micah) has three teeth I think. And we’ve kept meeting people who have children around Micah’s age whose teeth started coming in at like eight months. Or nine. Or whatever.
It’s silly, I know. Teeth come in when they come in. I’ve met people whose children hadn’t popped out their first tooth until sixteen months or later.
But still…I find myself becoming slightly competitive when I evaluate other people’s children.
After all, when you have perfection personified living under your roof eating cheerios every day, you’ve got to make sure that she stays ultimately perfect.
Ok, I’ll stop being ridiculous.
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