Saturday, February 18, 2006

Your first TOOTH showed up!

Dude! We are so excited by the appearance of your first tooth. Now we need to go and buy chicken feet for you! It's a Nigerian tradition; when a baby's first tooth arrives no one says a word, we just simply go out and buy chicken feet! It's for you to chew on... kind of like a dog chewing his bone! Ouch! Horrible comparison, sorry dude, but it's the truth. And I'm sure you'll be thankful when you are sitting pretty, knawing away at the feet and massaging those gums.
Posted by Mummy.
(I learn something new everyday. And Mummy tells me that the "feet" are cooked first, so don't trip. Hey, a play on words. I slay myself. Continually. And it looks like FFF Natalia got her tooth in as well. - Pops.)

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

You have begun to teethe

And thus your sleep comes in fits and starts, much like the current Vice President of the US.
Mummy is feeding you in a high chair now, which means much less mess. She caught a cold yesterday, on Valentine's Day, so I have spent the night with you and your aching gums.
And it is your Real Auntie Derin who is responsible for your Bjork-esque hair style.
Posted by Pops.