All I want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth

Yesterday, daddy and I went to the place he worked in the old days.  He told me that he was at work the day before my birthday when moomy phoned him to say that I was ready to  come out and meet the world.

I was excited to see all of daddy's workfriends from the old days.  When we got there everything started off really nice.  I got lots of cuddle hugs and smiles.  

      Hanging out with my Princi-Pal!

But after a little while I started to cry.  It wasn't an every day cry, so daddy wondered what was going on with me.

It turns out that my bottom two teeth are going to have company soon.  My top teeth are biting my gums and are peeking out a little.

Daddy says that I'm getting closer and closer to being able to eat hamburgers.

I was extra sleepy today, so we didn't go out.  I did some indoor activities and slept more.

     Playing "Shawshank" with daddy

      Working on my "Ode to Moomy"

                   Indoor camping

  Putting my pants on one leg at a time