"Adam and Eve had many advantages, but the principle one was that they escaped teething."
- Mark Twain
Owen has been a grump lately. A big grump. We came up with plenty of theories to explain this sudden and extreme case of the grumps. I have to admit I was worried that it was just part of his personality. What happened to my sweet and smiley baby? It all made sense one morning, mid-scream, on the changing table. A HUGE pearly white molar. How could I have missed this?
We were out of the woods for a few days and then it was straight back to the grumps. It turns out that Owen is bi-molar. The current tooth count is seven, only 13 more to go. Boy oh boy, teething has been an adventure.
It hasn't been all bad, though. We've been going on long walks, taking trips to the park and "cruising" around the ottoman. Here are a few pictures of happy Owen. Then again, what kid doesn't delight in a trip to Home Depot?
An Easter gift from Grandma B has also been a big hit with the little one. The wheels, the wheels, the whee, the whee, the wheels on the bus go round and round. I wouldn't be surprised if this toy gets lost someday.