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The trace of a tooth is just cutting the surface of Niko’s top gums. And this time I didn’t notice the new growth by seeing it or feeling it, but rather by hearing it. Yes, hearing it! As I was hanging out with Niko over the weekend, I heard a distinct sound, akin to fingernails on the chalkboard or chewing wool, a certain “blech” and shiver combo or sorts: it was the sound of grinding teeth that caught my attention. But how could that noise be coming from my little guy? It sure sounded like teeth grinding, but Niko only has two bottom teeth, so how could they be grinding? I decided to take a quick look and didn’t see anything. It was only a few hours later, when I heard that shiver-worthy noise again and did a closer inspection of his tiny mouth, that I discovered that the first signs of  a new tooth were evident. So now, tooth number one and tooth number two are accompanied by their grindy pal, tooth number three. And seeing as they usually come in pairs, I’m assuming tooth number four is looming in the near future.


As I was feeding Niko barley cereal with a dash of prunes this morning, I had to do a double take when I thought I caught a glimpse of a second tooth. I couldn’t be sure, but upon further inspection my observation proved correct: a second tooth had sprouted up right beside his first one. It seems that the Tooth Fairy cast her spell in the overnight and Niko woke up with tooth numero deux today.

I say teeth, and teeth they are, but they are still super tiny, probably only about 2 mm for the first one and even less for the second. Furthermore, these elusive little teeth are proving difficult to catch on camera, but pictures will be posted as soon as I can get a clear shot. So, when are we supposed to start brushing this little puppies?

PS – I am aware that the Tooth Fairy is usually the one who takes teeth away but in this case, I swear she’s the one who dropped them off.

Note: Contrary to the cartoon below, Niko does not seemed to be bothered by teething. The only sign he shows is a steady river of drool.


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The rivers of drool (I think Niko went through at least five bibs yesterday) that have been flowing from our little guy’s mouth seem to have amounted to something in the overnight. As far as I can tell, the baby tooth fairy came for a visit.

While Niko was chomping on my finger this morning I sensed something other than the usual smooth gum line: a ridge, a peek, something jagged, not the usual. But do you think I can get a look at what’s there? Not a chance. Every time I try to see, Niko moves his head or tongue around so it becomes impossible, but I can feel it. I am just not sure if the white tip has poked it’s way through or if it is just getting ready to do so. Either way, we’ve entered a whole new world here, and there’s no going back. I guess it’s time to get Niko a toothbrush.


Picture it. It’s winter. There’s packing snow on the ground. You’re eight years old. You bundle up and head out into the sticky delight that awaits, but not before donning two pairs of Grandma’s homemade mitts: doubling up is a necessity for the wet snow. You make snowmen, snowballs, and snow forts to your heart’s content. And by the time you’re done your mitts are weighed down and covered in teensy tiny little snowballs, all intermingled with wool. Slowly you make your way home, trudging over the heavy, wet, white covered ground. The snow is just starting to melt through your mittens and you raise one hand to your mouth and begin to suck. And then it happens! That moment where teeth hit mitts and the ensuing scrunchy creek of enamel hitting wool. *Shiver* You know the noise. The one that is comparable in disgust to fingernails being scraped down the chalkboard. Teeth on wool: it gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Despite the obvious dislike I have for the wool-teeth combo., Niko seems to have taken a particular liking to putting a tiny little wool monkey in his mouth. We call him Diaper Monkey, because he sits in wait on Niko’s change table and is there to be played with during diaper changing time. Diaper Monkey is about the same size as Sophie the Giraffe, with the same small arms and legs that make it easy for little hands to hold, but instead of being made of teething rubber like Sophie, Diaper Monkey was handcrafted with wool and bought at some sort of craft fair by Niko’s Aunt Carolyn. Perhaps the fact that Niko doesn’t have any teeth yet, is what allows him to enjoy putting wool in his mouth, but I am sure the day will come when he too is put off by the screechy scrunchy sound of his own teeth clashing with the wool of his beloved Diaper Monkey!

Note: Here’s a pic of Aunt Carolyn, living it up in Africa. Niko says: “Thanks for the monkey!”


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