More then eight and a half months on and after several false dawns, Jamie is still without a tooth in his head. Some days I think he looks like Peter Beardsley.
There is no great cause for concern (other than the Peter Beardsley similarity) but the absence of chompers does mean that he continues to dribble like small water fountain.
To counter the effects of this, we keep a bib on him almost all the time, change it regularly and keep him as dry as we can. But, inevitably, his face is constantly wet and occasionally a bit raw. The last day has been one such occasion.
The remedy is fairly obvious (otherwise we wouldn't have thought it). We slap bum cream on the effected areas, leaving him with the appearance of an old man who has forgotten to finish his shave.
Thankfully, he seems content to put a brave bum face on things.
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