With a title like “Teething” what more do I have to say? Story’s two front bottom teeth just came in one day with not a whimper. Annalie? Screams of inconsolable agony all evening. Screams of exquisite agony that send shivers down your back. Screams that made Jim Dawg whimper…and she is deaf and blind. So at a loss, I hand her over to Caragh, Annalie smiles beatifically at me, sighs, relaxes and goes to sleep.