A friend at church saw Babs for the first time in a few weeks, and was very excited to see her one tooth poking out. "She's got a tooth!" she repeated a few times. Then she asked me who saw it first. "Umm," I replied, trying to see if I could remember even when it was noticed.
She explained that whoever sees the tooth first has to buy the baby her first pair of walking shoes.
"Grandma!" I suddenly remembered.
