Luke's first tooth must have been lonely because tooth #2, a.k.a. "Twoth," popped up Saturday afternoon. The two-man tag-team on his gums has made Luke fairly cranky, so it looks like my
initial optimism may have to go shove itself. I can still hold out hope that any future, one-at-a-time teeth won't give us much trouble. In the meantime, Baby Orajel is our new best friend.
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