A tooth. Well, not me personally, Andrew did. Yes, at 4 months and 4 days Andrew popped his first tooth, on our anniversary, and we didn't even know he was teething. Looking back the fact that he's been really hard to get to sleep the last few night makes sense now. Lee took us out for Mexican and I was calmly eating my taco salad when I hear Lee exclaim, "The boy has a tooth!!!". And so begins the demise of the toothless baby grin... <sniff, sniff>. On the bright side, those "toothy" grins are awfully cute too ;).