After two plus weeks of serious drool, we finally saw it this morning -- another bottom tooth, the fifth tooth, or the third bottom tooth. His teeth seem to break through kind of facing inward and then straighten themselves out. The upper two teeth were quite far apart but seem to be coming in closer now.
I used to sing to him "all I want for Christmas is my four front teeth, my front front teeth. All I got for Christmas is my four front teeth, so I can bite you Merry Christmas." Now I will longer be able to sing that (somehow five instead of four teeth doesn't sound poetic enough).
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