(And if this is true, L, then let's document your first word as NO. Somehow, I imagine that will be telling, years hence.)
(And to be fair, because her early months pre-date my blogumenting, let's take this time to note that E's first word, uttered as a demand, was UP! That certainly was telling.)
And now: the appearance of the eighth tooth.
Eight, you're a beauty. You bring symmetry to my love's cheeky smile. Now could you please, please, bring uninterrupted sleep?
Tell Nine to stay away. At least until '09. Let's just cherish you. And slumber.