Tooth alert.

Nathaniel finally has a tooth! Woohoo! And it was a breeze. No screaming or anything. We didn't even have a clue until I felt a bump a few days ago. He's a little trooper. Seriously, best kid ever.
And he's pretty much in 12 month clothes now, which is sad. I cried when Mitch dressed him in some big boy jeans and a t-shirt. He just took off walking on his little push mower thing, diaper hanging out of his little Chaps. :(
Man, he loves lasagna. But not too keen on lima beans, which I don't blame him. He still eats like a horse though.
Mitch started working four 10's this week, so his schedule stinks even more than usual, but he has Fridays off now so it's not too bad. It should make it easier on trips down there. So Yippy