That's right, teeth plural. Zack's been working on the two front bottom teeth simultaneously, and on Sunday they made their way out.
Before Julie spotted them, she was playing with Z on the couch.
Zack is probably checking the newcomers out right now in this shot, but we didn't know it. About twenty minutes later Jules called me in to his room to see the little fangs. I insisted we go for a shot.
Whoops, hang on... well, there's one of 'em anyway.
Oop, no, not that time. Gimme a second, here...
Yeah, there we go. Two bona fide baby teeth. He'll be getting a driver's license any day now. (He's already gotten a paycheck.)
As a bonus, here he is in the new jungle onesie that Grandma got him. We have to put him in 12-month-old outfits now. We thought this would be huge on him, but as you can see it fits pretty darn good. Still roomy.
He's dreaming of biting stuff.