At last, my tooth has come along...

This morning Samson and I were lying in bed nursing when he stopped, turned his head and started to chew on my index finger. And there, just peeking through the surface of his lower gum, was the edge of a sharp little tooth. At last! Sam has been showing signs of teething for months [the chewing, the drooling] so I think we're all pretty excited that a tooth has finally emerged. This also explains his uncharacteristic crankiness yesterday.

Alas, the tooth is so new we do not have a photo of it. You'd probably be hard-pressed to see it even if we used the macro setting. We'll try to get a shot of it when it has come out a little further.

Tonight, Sam's friend Solomon and his mom Sarah came over for dinner because Solomon's dad is out of town. Both boys are pros at pulling themselves up to standing and it seems Solomon shares Sam's fascination with our vinyl collection. Here are a few shots of our future audiophiles.

Discussing their favourites:




Distracted by a cat: