We hopped on the winkle train

So I have heard that all the cool babies have Winkles, that is the rumor anyhow. Well, while browsing at Books-a-Millon (which I am never shopping there again, but that is a different story) I came across the Winkle. We got it for him on the assumption that we would give it to him for Christmas. He obviously thought differently because he has started to get a left bottom tooth according to the doctor (which explains his fussiness). So we broke down and gave it to him tonight. Best. Decision. Ever.
It went straight in his mouth.