ouch! mama and papa were a little worried about me yesterday because i was a tad warm. little did they know, i was holding my own while i cut two -- count them -- TWO molars! mama asked me how my teeth were feeling today because we were expecting my last two front teeth (i have 6 so far) to come through, but instead i surprised her with two of the big ones! she told me she was proud of me. that's right...because i was a good boy even though it really hurt! i just haven't eaten too much this week, that's all. these carrots papa started giving me to chew on help a lot though.
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