In the immortal words of David Bowie, "Turn and face the strain - (everybody!) ch-ch-changes!" Were going through some changes right now in the Teves household that have been fun and astounding and straining all at the same time.
On the "facing the strain" front, our baby Cheese is cutting her little teeth. F-U-N! - the excessive drooling, foul moods, short naps, and the all around pleasantries that unfold have made for countless hours of celebrating parenthood. Yesterday morning after Julia woke up, Lynnie went to feed her and she was making this horrible grinding noise in her mouth.
"She's grinding her teeth and its driving me nuts!" Lynnie told me.
"How does she grind her teeth when she's only got two on the bottom?" I asked.
After some protest and squirming, Lynnie was able to get a finger in her mouth and find the culprit. Julia had sprouted a third very tiny top tooth that is now good for grinding. I called my mom and dad, who are visiting my Auntie Monica and Uncle Albert. I asked my mom and auntie if there was anything we could do to get her to stop. Auntie Monica said the best thing for the grinding is earplugs.
On the astounding front: last night while I was at work (the best things always happen while I'm at work) our little Cheese got fed up with sitting on her tokhes (backside) and decided to pull herself up. This morning, when she woke up, she did it again so I could see. It looks like I'm lifting her, but I promise, I am not. Here is the video to prove it.
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