Chompers Ahoy

I was away on travel last week, so no update....it was hard, actually. This was the second time I had to be away from Aidan, but the first since he really could express emotion. It was the greatest homecoming in the world-- he was so happy to see me, you would think I walked through the door covered in binkys. However...

What I didn't know was he had started teething anew in my absence. We counted the other day-- right now he has 8, yes 8, teeth coming in all at once. That. Sucks. What's worse is that 4 of them are molars, which by all accounts are the worst. Combine this with the fact that he as of late has been practicing for his terrible twos, and you have one unhappy kid who is not afraid to let you know. He's perfected a pretty interesting move: he'll start crying, and when I reach down to comfort him he will turn into a jellyfish; he lets his whole upper body go slack over my arm, flopping over backwards on my forearm and bellowing. It's a technique I plan to use in meetings, given the chance.

He's also started showing us what he wants...instead of a little shuffling zombie, he now holds his arms straight out while moving about, gibbering. So now he looks like a little Frankenstein, which is marginally better. Of course, I'm waiting for the Bela Lugosi stage. That ought to be fun.