Yesterday we had our first biting. L stuck her fingers in E’s mouth. E had demanded to hold L, so it was no surprise when L’s digits went spelunking. And E bit her HARD. L started screeching, her thumb indented by her attacker’s incisors. And then E wanted to shush L, like why is she crying? I just bit her… I don’t want her to be sad! I will shush her! It took (me) a second to figure out why L was so suddenly upset and when I asked E if she had bitten her little sister she responded, yeah! Like hey! She stuck HER hand in MY mouth! HELL-OOO??
Also yesterday, we noticed. There is, we think, a staccato line visible on L’s gum. If I had to guess based on her restlessness this weekend, she’s one good scream from pushing out her first tooth. It’s hard to know for sure because she won’t hold still to let anyone see exactly what’s in there. We think, also, that the line has a trail, a shadow, meaning its partner across the meridian of her face is not far behind. It’s so hard to know for sure, though, if we’re really seeing what we think we’re seeing, because if you pull her lip down she sticks her tongue out looking to suck something. So maybe we’re just hoping, looking to assign an explanation to this sanity- and rationality-wrecking bout of mother-daughter insomnia. Methodical gum studies will not be undertaken forthwith but if, a week from now, we can confirm a solitary white monolith standing sentry on her gumline, or maybe even two stone tablets, we’ll backdate the official news: First tooth cut here. 7-6-08.