Well, this explains quite a few fussy, sleepless nights. Pittmans can attest to this on Saturday night, when E woke up every hour crying. It was lots of fun, and thanks for bearing with us!
Easton now has his two bottom teeth. I felt like a dentist pulling his lip back to reveal the teeth, but I really wanted to document it with photos . . . extreme close-up! I'm sure he was thinking, "Mom, get your finger OUT of my mouth please!" (he says please b/c of course he has manners at 7 months; a southern gentleman already!)