houston...

we have teeth. Yes, teeth. Molly's tough-as-leather gums have finally allowed a couple of razor sharp little pearls to claw their way to the surface. Trying to get some photographic evidence is proving difficult. If you'd like to find out for yourself, feel free. Just be sure to boil your finger and brace yourself for a little blinding pain before you let her chomp down on your digit.

Also? I would like to say amen and hallelujah to the tooth fairy for bringing back full nights of sleep again.