A tooth is coming through your gum. You are very angry about it. You eat your hands all day long and when you get a hold of my hand, you take my finger and you put it right on the tooth. And then you chomp down and look up at me your eyes saying, "Here is where there is a little knife poking though my gum and I would like you to fix it, PLEASE!".
I am sorry bean, I cannot fix it. But I will be there for snuggles when you need them.