There once was a sweet baby prince named Beckett (that's me!) His first tooth came with no problem - in fact, Aunt Rissa had to tell his parents it was even there. But along came the wicked second tooth. It tried to get the best of Prince Beckett, but with the help of Sir Knight Orajel, the Warrior Tylenol, and his trusty Nuk, Prince Beckett was able to slay the evil second tooth.
Prince Beckett and his two new teeth lived happily ever after.
The End.

A visit from the lovely maiden Emma helped too.
4 comments:
Seriously this has got to be the funnest post I have ever read. I can't stop laughing! I hope Beckett's future "subjects" (aka - teeth) don't cause him too many problems!
Poor Beckett! Teething is just cruel. I hope he gets some time before the next one comes in!
I love stories with a happy ending! Baby Beckett (& company) will persevere--he's too cute and sweet not to!
Love,
Nana
Tali!
You and your sister look just alike!
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