The Life of Matthew

Mummy has just noticed that I am getting teeth. I was happily lying in her arms, ready to drop off to sleep, when my mouth opened and there they were. My middle bottom teeth are the ones on their way, lower central incisors for those of you who like the scientific stuff. Apparently this explains why I’ve been drooling a lot lately and why I’ve suddenly gone overboard on the whole “putting things in my mouth” business. I’m also a little more irritable and weepy during the day, so I suppose it’s hurting me a little.

Anyway, Mummy’s gone to get me a cold teething ring to chew on so until next time, bye bye.