fangs

Another tooth broke through yesterday—the left "fang" (upper, left of center—I'm obviously not a dentist). And the right fang seems to be breaking through today (although last time I thought "any minute now" about one of Bridget's teeth breaking through the gums, it took two weeks). That makes six teeth altogether. What a big girl she is!

And I do mean big. Last week she had her one-year appointment (yes, one month late) and she was 28 pounds and 32 1/4 inches. Suddenly, her 24 month and some 2T pants fit her in length but are getting too small in the waist (she's 3T if you go by weight, 24 month/2T by height). Thank God dress/shorts season is drawing near and soon I really won't have to worry about pants until it gets cold again! I do love her in jeans, though—sometimes I wish she wasn't so tough to fit.