Well, it's been nice ride up until now. From this day forward my biting issues are twofold.
Ryan's two top and two bottom teeth have been pushing through his poor, red and probably very sore gums for the last couple of days and this morning the first hint of tooth made its debut as a dazzling white speck on his gum.
I am excited about the prospect seeing his goofy smile filled with brand new pearly whites, but I am terrified at the same time.
Ryan watches Sophia all day long. If she's in the room, he is staring at her, taking in her every move, laughing at every nonsensical sound that comes from her mouth and trying to touch her or pull her hair at every chance. Sophia loves the attention, but she doesn't like it when he actually touches her.
"No hit, Ryan! Mean," she screams at him any time he so much as touches a single hair on her head.
All this means that Ryan, in a very short time, will have the tools to actually hurt his big sister. And if Sophia's overblown reaction to him merely touching her is any indication of my future, I'm in trouble.
Just in case you were wondering, we took the bumper pads off Ryan's crib Saturday. I think he bumped his head last night around 11 p.m. last night because he woke up and started crying and it didn't sound like his ordinary wake-in-the-middle-of-the-night-scream. We're going to keep them off and my husband has been trying to figure out another use for them. He suggested we make pillows out of them or make wall hangings. I can't even sew a button, so if he can do it, he should. If anyone has any other creative suggestions for bumper pads, let me know.