A tale of two choppers

I have discovered it is next to impossible to take pictures of the new teeth of a seven month old, much to the dismay of many friends, Grandparents, and Great Grandparents. Scarlett's new thing is sticking her tongue out. Please observe...

Said tongue blocks teeth. I did get one picture where if you stare really hard, and maybe use your imagination a bit, you can see teeth. Here it is (don't hold your breath)...

Notice the slight glimpse of white in the middle, right above her bottom lip...yes, the faint glimmer that could just as easily be drool. Those are teeth, I swear. Being completely unsatisfied with this representation of what I feel to be such an adorable milestone - I shamed mothers everywhere by actually reaching my fingers into Scarlett's mouth to capture her teeth in their glory. I got 'em.

There they are folks. I have no shame.

Not just 1...but 2

Two teeth folks. Scarlett sprouted two teeth. My friend Val made a comment about Scarlett's cookie video asking me if this meant she had teeth. Well...it turns out yes. It very much does mean that. Who knew? I will fully admit I had no idea that teeth were there until the prospect of teeth was suggested. Way to go me. Aren't babies supposed to tell you this stuff? Communicate in some crying manner "Hey ma...I'm growin' teeth here" (I don't know when Scarlett developed a Brooklyn accent). It was pretty easy to determine she had teeth too...I put my finger in her mouth and she bit me. Hard. Look out world...this kitties got claws....or teeth. And she's a baby, but look out!