So, Ethan started getting terribly fussy this afternoon, an hour or so after he woke up from his nap. I couldn't really figure it out, so I just went with it. Finally this evening, when I was watching him alternately yelling at and trying to chew a burp cloth to death I stuck my finger in his mouth to rub his gummies. That's when I discovered tooth number TWO. The first one has barely finished coming through completely and he already has another.
I've realized that I'm a little paranoid about being bitten, even though technically, WHILE he's nursing he can't bite me. I could get technical, but basically his tongue is in the way. It's when he gets bored with nursing, or is teething of course, that he might decide to do a little chomping. He has done that a little, but I'm keeping an eye on him...
In other news, I finally replaced the hard drive in my laptop, going from 80 GB to 300. It's nice to know I'm not going to run out of room for the one million pictures I take of Ethan daily. Like this cute one, where he's practicing his sitting-up skills
And this one, which we took today. We were just chilling together because Darrell was at drill all day. Chilling, way earlier than I would have wanted to be up though. Ethan woke up when Darrell left at 6 am and refused to go back to sleep. In fairness, that's in keeping with our normal weekday schedule, but I'd really have loved to get a little extra sleep. As it was I gave up hope and got out of bed about 7:30.
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