Just after New Years, Mommy and I headed to New Hampshire to visit Grammy and Grandpop. The first several days were quite chilly and I was a little under the weather myself, so we stayed inside by the fire. I took some great naps snuggled up by the fire. Lucky for me, Aunt Peggy Anne came to visit from New York City. My first tooth had arrived on the plane ride from San Antonio to Nashville. In Eastman, my second front tooth made an appearance.
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Cooper, congrats on the new teeth. Those first ones are the hardest but you seem to be bearing up well. Judging from the way you take to the snow, I can tell you definitely are your mother's son. Give my best to your family and Bailey Dog.
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