I've got a top tooth!
It didn't come without a restless night, but now everything's cool, and my tooth count is up to three. The bottom ones are steadily getting bigger, and mum noticed another tooth on the top is ready to poke through the surface.
Dad and I have the sniffles. We might have caught something last weekend. I think I'm handling it better than dad is. He's taking cold and flu pills and I'm not, but I'm not letting it slow me down.
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