A Tooth.

The week leading up to my six month birthday, I had this pain in my mouth. It made me drool a lot and bite everything. Then, on the morning of my six month birthday, mom yelped when I chomped down on her finger. Apparently I had sprouted something in my gums called a tooth.

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I have a tooth but I refuse to let mom photgraph it.

I was really happy to finally be over the whole painful ordeal and long sleepless nights.

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Painful gums were getting in the way of my beauty rest.

Then I realized it was only the first of many. Sigh.

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Wait. Humans have how many teeth?

So stay tuned. I think I feel another tooth sprouting in my poor helpless gums.

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