We have our first tooth

Ladies and Gentlemen we have an announcement. Quentin woke up this morning and after a full inspection we have confirmed a new addition to his mouth; his first tooth. Quentin would like to thank all the people that made this possible. Mostly his parents, who without them, none of this would be possible. Carrie nearly shed tears over the exciting news and it has been documented with no less then 25 photos of this momentous occasion. Prepare your email box to be inundated with an entire slide show of Q's mouth with a barely visible stubby white spot, the tooth. The tooth fairy has already done the math and this isn't going to be cheap if they keep multiplying. He's already working on some uppers and has another bottom coming in shortly. Suddenly Carrie is pro-solid food. Hmmm, I wonder what sparked that? Maybe a mouth full of chompers will do that. We've been scoping out some highchairs and I believe a purchase is imminent. It's time to start moving forward as Quentin continues his journey towards his life in the NFL, which will require teeth.

Speaking of getting bigger he took his first unscheduled visit to the doctor the other day. He has been sniffling since he was in Wisconsin and although we didn't think it was serious, it's been quite some time to have the sniffles so we took him in. They weighed him again and he came in a bit over 18 pounds. There was talk of our child being obese. You've got to me kidding me doc!?! I mean come on here. We can't have some skinny minnie playing linebacker. He's four months old for crying out loud. We aren't filling his bottle with Coke and giving him a breakfast of Krispe Kremes. He's drinking Coke Zero and eating one bear claw in the morning. Next thing you know he'll be on a strict diet. (We did take the dog into the vet last week and they did say he needs to shed 10 pounds). I think this is an MD conspiracy against the Spiegelhoff clan. This is why I don't go to the doctor. Geez, I'd walk in there and they'd tell me to lose 20. One cannot survive on celery sticks alone. Every home in America deserves, no strike that, needs at least a one pound bag of peanut M&M's in their pantry for sanity alone. We will stand united against the medical profession and continue our gluttonous ways. And no, our child is not obese, he is simply big boned. The new tooth alone could weigh a good ounce or two so let's cut him some slack. You start calling him a fatty at four months and he'll be anorexic by the time he's 1.

I leave you with a picture if you have a magnifying glass and really good vision of the tooth. Please no cards or gifts as we're pretty sure this happens to everyone. The first one is an extreme close up. The second one is a what in the H are you doing to me. Give me my face back!