I think we're on our last tooth...until his two-year-old-molars anyways. He's getting his last first molar--his top right at the moment.
That's number 16...and he's not even 15 months old. SIXTEEN TEETH!!!
He must take after me (says the mom who had 6 wisdom teeth).
He really wasn't bad during the whole process--especially since he had so many coming in at once. Only the molars have been bad, and by "bad" I mean he's been cranky or whiny. But, he still always slept 12 hours at night. He might wake once, but only to fall right back asleep. I've been SUPER lucky. Phew. And, that's mostly due to baby Tylenol. Bless them.
Grateful to have this milestone behind us, since it can cause mother's to shake in their house slippers.
Now, if only he'd start using them to chew food!
I think it makes his beautiful smile even better. Hopefully, he'll let me brush them a little bit longer so he can keep up his pearly whites. I can only get in about a five second brushing.
It makes me wonder if they'll all fall out at the same time...I'd better get me some one-dollar-bills on hand so the "tooth fairy" will be ready :)
Onto the next milestone!