We've had a rough week with this little guy - he had three teeth come in within the space of about 6 days, and he's got one more that's almost there. As you can imagine, he's been a little grouchy. Good thing he's so cute to balance things out. I do believe he is proof that men are wimpier than woman - I don't recall it ever being this bad when Quincy was getting teeth.
I did find the perfect "teether" though. I was sitting by him eating a piece of celery and he seemed so interested that I handed one to him. It was cold, and he seemed to really enjoy it.
Here's the boy doing what all mothers love - saying mama. Ok, so he's probably not really saying that on purpose, but I'm going to count it anyway.
2 comments:
Hey Becky, Your mom shared this with me. How fun to see what you are doing and to especially see those darling grandkids your mom brags about so much. I'm joining the bandwagon and am setting up my own blog. Made my first post and now we'll go from there.
Nola (aka your mother's friend!!)
Oh I would definitely count that!! Too cute!
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