After several afternoons of terribly out of the ordinary fussiness, waking in the middle of the night shrieking and not wanting to go back to sleep unless cuddled in bed with mommy, almost a full bottle of recalled Tylenol (crap...), and wrestling matches to apply some baby orajel, we've survived. This round. His top two are not far behind...
Thursday, May 13, 2010
For those not familiar with baby-talk, we've got teeth! Plural. That's right--we're raising an overachiever here. Earlier this week, the monkey's bottom two teeth popped through. I finally wrestled him to the ground to snap a pic. Which isn't easy with an iphone, a squirming baby, and trying to pry his mouth open to actually see said teeth. So, this is the best I could get. Just squint your eyes and tilt your head a bit, that might help ;)