All I want for Christmas is....

My two front teeth! Well, I think I'll at least have one!!!!

My mommy and daddy have been on the lookout for teeth. They just knew one would cut through any day. Well, it wasn't there Saturday night, and it wasn't there Sunday morning...but during choir practice yesterday afternoon (yes, I go to practice with mom and dad...and I try to sing too!) my mommy thought she saw something. So, she felt in there and sure enough...I cut my very first tooth!

Mommy says we'll try to get a picture when you can see just a little more of the tooth!

What an exciting weekend. I found my tongue...mommy found my tooth....

Love,
George