Jaws

Let me start by saying this...teething is the worst.  THE WORST.   As if getting her first tooth wasn't horrible enough, Lyla went all out and got two...at the same time.    Like a lot of first timers, I thought she was just getting a cold.   She didn't have a fever, but her nose was so runny and she had a horrible time sleeping.  I said many times throughout this ordeal that I would much rather be in labor again than deal with a teething child.  Even now a few months later (I've been slacking on my postings) I stick to that idea.  But, as soon as those two little bottom buggers popped out, she was back to my old Lyla.   This is, until, a week later she got a 3rd tooth.   And a week after that, she got a fourth!  Hence, the nickname JAWS. 

I'll admit, I was a little sad to see that gummy little smile go, but those little toofers are too darn too!

This is the best pic of those little buggers I could get.