There is a tooth in my mouth. It is poking up from inside the bottom part of my mouth. It is very small and white and hard. It is a fun thing to have, because now when I bite Dad’s finger, he says “ow” and makes a funny face.

I don’t know why I have suddenly got a tooth. Mum and Dad have lots of teeth, but I can’t understand what they are for.

Tonight I was typing on the computer. Normally Dad does it, but he let me have a go for a minute. Even though I can’t speak English very well, I can sort of control my hands. Here’s what I typed.

C:> :";' `/fx/.`x io`ol c
C:>   mum,,,,,,,,,, 

Dad took me straight out to see Mum. He can be pretty smart sometimes.

For the last week or so, Mum and Dad have been doing funny things. They keep trying to put some funny mushy stuff in my mouth. I don’t mind too much, but it does feel very strange — sometimes I almost swallow some of it and I have to cough or spit to keep it out. They have done this once or twice a day so far. I wonder what they think they are doing?