It was nighttime. The family was all gathered around your bed where you were sleeping.

Third was holding your mouth open, inspecting your teeth to see what they look like and how grown they are. You are the youngest member of the family after all.

Weimar: “What are you doing?! You’ll wake him up!”

Third: “I want to see what his teeth look like!”

GE: “I want to see too!”

Prussia: “Are they grown up yet?”