Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I promise I did not marry my cousin

We're going through a miserable teething week here at casa six-pack. And it's not Ellie, although in solidarity, she's been waking up at night too.

It's Evan, who will be three in December, and who has the world's most bizarre set of baby teeth. When he cut his first tooth, at the tender age of 11 months, I sighed with relief, I'd never had a baby take so long to cut one. Then he cut his second tooth. And as I looked at it, I couldn't believe what I was seeing, because those puppies were crooked. Not just a little crooked; Austin Powers crooked.

To make it a little bit more special, when the bottom front teeth came in, he developed a cross-bite. When he chomps down, his top and bottom teeth criss-cross in the front. Poor kid, I hear banjos in my head every time he smiles at me.

I couldn't dial the dentist fast enough, cursing the few Cosmos I'd had before I found out I was pregnant. The dentist took one look at him and said "I think we need to see an Orthodontist." My knees went weak, as I had visions of money flying from my wallet as Evan sported tiny brace-face. Fortunately, Ortho-dude didn't think he needed any corrective work yet. Yet. He was even kind enough to float us a small bubble of hope by saying that crooked baby teeth don't necessarily equate to crooked adult ones. I'm squirreling away my pennies anyway though.

Even curiouser, he never even got two of his baby teeth. On the bottom the lateral incisors just never showed up to the party. In fact this week when he mentioned that his mouth hurt, it honestly never crossed my mind that he was getting a tooth. Then last night as I was bathing him and he was mouth agape, yelling at Ellie, I noticed one just starting to break through. And damn if it's not coming in straight to boot. When we were brushing his teeth, I asked him if anything hurt. "Yeah, it hurts wight here, I told you." he said, pointing and clearly exasperated by obtuseness.

I honestly never thought I'd be so glad to deal with teething, I really thought I was going to have to pack him off to school looking like this.



Now, if you don't mind I'm going to research Curt's family tree. Just in case.



2 comments:

Carol Beth said...

LOVE the picture and the story--had me laughing out loud.

Ana got her first tooth at 11 months too--well, one day shy of 11 months. She is now finally getting her 2-year molars.

And we didn't have any out-of-order teething as odd as Evan's, but she did get the two teeth next to the middle top teeth, before getting the middle top ones. (That sentence would be a lot clearer if I actually knew the names for those teeth.)

Minxy Mimi said...

LOL!!!
Dontcha love this part of babies?
My kids have pretty straight teeth (Thanks to ME) but the agony of it at times...