Thursday, July 12, 2007

Teething

There was a little boy,
Who was happy and coy.
Until one day he began to cry.
His parents wondered why.
The boy was fussy night and day
And then they heard the Grandmother say,
"I think the the boy is teething."
It wasn't long before all were believing.
The boy's right molar came in Tuesday night.
And he stopped putting up a fight.

2 comments:

Grandma Rhonda said...

Grandma is crying with our little brave boy. So glad that nasty tooth finally came in. Give him a kiss from Grandma.

We loved those pictures from the vacation. Just want ed to kiss those little cheeks. They sure are precious.

Please pray for Benjamin tomorrow - he has his circumcision op. Now grandma can cry twice!!!

Pappysteve said...

Hurrah! And now there is peace in the kingdom of the Moore's! Just remember, he will have more teeth coming in!

xoxo
Pappysteve & Grandma