I went away this weekend on a stag do to a music festival. Before I went, Aidan was a young baby who grabbed at things he wanted to eat including glasses, grass and his toys. It didn't include his toes. Now it does.
Every day I was away something new happened. Erin sent me text updates. On Friday he turned pages of books over. On Saturday he realised his mum existed when she'd left the room. He screamed the house down in the arms of stranger. On Sunday he learned how to pull something over his eyes when the sun annoyed him. And he rolled over but didn't like being on his front.
His teething issues continue. We asked friends of ours whose two children have gone through this what their remedy was. The mum said that they braved it out and didn't use anything. But when she left the room her husband said that he and the children's grandparents tried everything. We're now going with the second approach. Today we've tried teething gel, Nelson's teething granules, a refrigerated Mr Happy teething ring, major silliness for distraction, his favourite teddy's face, his fingers, our fingers and his bottle. All this to keep the Grizzle Monster at bay.
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