Luke is almost 9 months old and doesn't have a tooth in his head.
But, he wishes he does...
This morning, Asher and I were brushing our teeth, and Luke started screaming and crying. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, so to keep him occupied, I gave him an extra toothbrush. He quieted right down. I guess he wants to get a jump start on tooth decay.
My mom says that Luke has realized that you have to earn teeth. If you can't prove that you can take care of them, you don't get any.
He's also decided that he's done with baby food. I guess if you're old enough to brush your teeth, er, gums, you don't have to eat baby food.
This means that while I try to cut up our dinner into small enough bites, there's often a lot of choking and gagging, and well, sometimes, some throw-up due to my inability to get every bite small enough.
I keep looking for those teeth, but since I'm nursing, I'm not all that sad that they haven't come yet.
And, if any of my students have found this blog, please note that this is not an APA style college-level paper. So, it's ok that I'm using 2nd person and contractions all over the place.
1 comment:
Sam moved on to real food (not that baby food isn't real) a lot earlier than Tyson had too. I guess they just want to eat what the family is eating. Funny that he has no teeth yet! Poor guy. :)
As for Asher's Tom Train obsession, that's SO cute. My boys love trains but never got really into Thomas. They love McCormick Park, though. Have you been to see the Christmas lights there? It's just about the coolest thing ever. I don't know if it has started yet. We should meet there one night.
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