+ At last! +
Praise God, Jahweh, Allah, whomever is responsible for the arrival of tooth #6! Ceili and I are really most thankful!

Yep, it popped through at daycare yesterday. And apparently you've been SO entertaining at daycare, they've been taking pictures of you almost daily. They call you "Miss Hollywood" now, instead of "Movie Star" and tell me every.single.day that you will be in the movies. Cute, really, but I get it already! I bear witness to your dramatics daily, I promise.

You went with a variety of foodstuffs today. We'll see what works. In addition to your normal three big bottles of milk and formula and your normal 2 jars of baby food (1 fruit, 1 veggie), you went with an additional: 4.5 oz. of applesauce, 5 oz. of pear juice and a cup of gluten-free animal crackers. I told Maria she can give you the juice as-is or mix with rice cereal if you seem more hungry that thirsty. Whatever. We'll figure it out. I also gave them a detailed, individual listing of what you can and cannot have based on our celiac presumption. That was becoming necessary. Erin, the new manager who replaced Vicki, understood but Sylvia the asst. manager told Maria you could have anything. Um, no. So it's posted in detail in the baby room now.

BTW, have I mentioned you know two (ish) words? First word = "bye-bye" which was discovered during a bath one night about 2-3 weeks ago. It's more like "bah bah" but it's only when you're waving so it's pretty obvious. And more recently, you are saying "Dog" which is more like "Dah!" You said it pulling on Uncle Chris's doggie Mahlie, and a couple of days ago when you were playing with Princess you pounded your hands on the french doors and said it about 3 times. She was tormenting you, running in and out of the doggie door to taunt you. One of these days I'm sure you'll follow her right out that doggie door (and onto your head), but I'm praying you don't figure that out just yet. It's bad enough I caught you GNAWING on the doggie door last weekend. *sigh*

+ Enough +
This tooth is killing me! I am not sure if it's just the one remaining front one that's causing all of your suffering or if it's compounded by one of the more rear teeth coming in also, but something is driving you crazy. You were outright screaming last night, with one fist shoved in your mouth and the other trying to fit. I tried Baby Orajel, which did finally work, but not after much discomfort and unpleasantness. Poor thing. You were in good spirits again this morning as always, but I was saddened that the stupid tooth still hasn't popped through.

I'm getting lectures now at daycare about how you're always hungry. Again. Didn't we start going through this, oh, about nine months ago?! I had to explain to everyone again what you can and can't have, on the presumption (possibly erroneous) that you have Celiac Disease. They have the green light to give you fresh fruits and veggies, or even cheese, so we'll see how that goes. Apparently, you've been crawling over to anyone eating other solid food and staring at them. Disconcerting, that. I'm going to try sending you with some extra bite-sized fruit if possible, or something similar. I don't know. I might ask around about what others do, since this is all still new to us.