The blog formerly known as Life At Forty-Five Degrees, the on-going saga of a Mama, Husband and their little man. Finding happiness in the chaos of everyday life...most of the time....
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Are you freaking kidding me?
No tooth.
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Hey there. Wanted to tell you two things. 1) You described my household in your last post - I am going. in. sane. He has his two bottom teeth and we are waiting on the top ones. I envy those women that say their DC's aren't bothered by it! 2) I thought you'd get a laugh out of the fact that Noah picked his lovey. Out of all the cute, fuzzy blankets and animals in his crib, all he wants when he goes down is this: http://tinyurl.com/2es3lc
What I call my "comma pillow" - the one I've had since I was pregnant. All used up and faded and gnarly. Lovely. Can't wait to see him carting THAT through an airport.
3 comments:
Hey there. Wanted to tell you two things. 1) You described my household in your last post - I am going. in. sane. He has his two bottom teeth and we are waiting on the top ones. I envy those women that say their DC's aren't bothered by it! 2) I thought you'd get a laugh out of the fact that Noah picked his lovey. Out of all the cute, fuzzy blankets and animals in his crib, all he wants when he goes down is this:
http://tinyurl.com/2es3lc
What I call my "comma pillow" - the one I've had since I was pregnant. All used up and faded and gnarly. Lovely. Can't wait to see him carting THAT through an airport.
Kim
To look on the bright side, at least he still can't bite you while nursing!
Sorry about the tooth. I promise, it's coming!
BTW, tag, your it. 6 weird things about you meme. Stop by the blog to see how strange and freaky I am.
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