Honestly, it was starting to seem a little strange. Our boy has had six teeth... only six teeth... the same six teeth... since last August. He was 11 months old at the time. And since then? Nothing. Nada. No more buds, no more little white points breaking through his gums. We were beginning to wonder, "Does he have any more in there? Or is he going to be stuck forever eating only what he can chew with his six front teeth and/or mash with his gums?"
On Sunday, without warning, we found out that he does have at least one more tooth! We dropped him off in his class at church, and he opened his mouth and wailed. Standing above him, I was at the perfect vantage point to catch a glimpse of... a new tooth! Hooray!
Perhaps there will be steak in his future after all. (OK, probably not, since we don't eat it here at home.) But raw carrots, on the other hand, and salads, and apple slices, and dried fruit, and nuts... Little Boy, there's a whole new world opening right before your, er, mouth!