A few days ago, Tiger woke up looking slightly different from our usual Tiger.
She had cheeks like little tomatoes, and a little raspberry nose. She was as warm as a little plum pudding, fresh from the oven.
And I have never seen so much drool. In. My. Entire. Life.
Oh, Golly, I thought. It is happening.
Of course, "it" started months ago. The drool began. The chewing commenced in earnest. Sleeping became erratic and there were flashes of Tiger the Grizzlepot. But a couple of days ago, everything got Bigger and More AND ...
There were little THINGS IN TIGER'S MOUTH THAT WERE NOT THERE BEFORE.
WHITE things.
BUMPY things.
TOOTHY THINGS!!!
Yes, that's right. Along with all of the newly scarlet Bits Of Tiger, there were two new WHITE additions to my little baby girl.
Tiger has teeth. Two of them, down the bottom, and they're not all the way out yet but they're getting there. And by golly she is proud of them.
She has gone from being The Smiliest Girl In Australia to The Smiliest Girl In The Whole Entire World. She loves those little teeth.
Except when they are hurting her, at which time she Hates Those Little Teeth!!!
But I couldn't be prouder of how Tiger has handled the change to her little body. Sure she has been a bit more unsettled and, occasionally, grumblebum-ish, but she has also been such a little Braveheart.
And that smile, that has always lit up even my greyest times, is now even more lovely.
Go my Tiger. Go her little toothies. And bring on this new, bitey, stage in my Tiger's life.
Next stop ... BISCUITS!
~ Love, Miss Cackle x
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