You Might Be A Redneck If Your Child Is A Toothless Wonder

When Pumpkinpie was a baby, she began to drool, as babies do, and chew on everything in sight, also a very baby trait. This started at about 3.5 months. Wow, I thought. Teeth already? My mom said I got my first tooth about 4 months, though, and they tell you it's hereditary, so maybe.

Flash forward to about 9 months. No teeth.

I literally asked my doctor, at our next checkup, "Is she going to get teeth, or have my Iowa relatives passed along some sort of recessive hillbilly gene?"

Yep, I thought I might be a redneck, too.

Of course, there is no redneck like Tanis is a redneck - silly of me to even think myself in the same league, even if I did spend last summer with a tarp for a door and a hole for a window. Pumpkinpie did, after all, sprout some teeth eventually.

And the mommy part of the equation? Well, I may be a mommy, even a new mother, but not as new as Tanis, who just brought home her double X large bundle of joy this week. (and you know you're a redneck when you don't even notice you're pregnant until the kid arrives!) Go by and congratulate her!

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