9 months old and I cut a tooth!

I'm 9 months old and I weigh 18.5 lbs. But, even better....guess what was found this morning? My first tooth! It's white ridges are just peeking out above my lower gum line.

I was quite cranky on the weekend and not happy to settle in anyone's arms except Mommy's. Nevermind that I wouldn't nap, drooled profusely, stuck out my tongue repeatedly and gnawed on my crib and music box. My parents thought I was overtired from Chinese New Year festivities. Daddy even taught me how to climb up the stairs because he thought I was bored watching Hockey Day in Canada.

So pardon me while I walk to the freezer and get my own chilled face cloth to chew on. Sorry Daddy, I can't reach the beer yet so you'll have to get it yourself.



Here I am, standing by Cousin Annabelle's amazing learning table. I can pull up and stand next to it while pressing all it's buttons.



Darn it! Down I go.... still wobbly. Thanks for the help, GongGong.