TEETHING

NA is teething.  There are a few milestones in my child's life that fill me with dread.  Sleeping through the night, potty training, teething, puberty ... that's more than a few and not the complete list.  Oh.  Well. We conquered sleeping through the night with little issue, so next up was teething because I don't have time for eliminating communication.  LOL  Why did teething fill me with dread.  Drooly chin rashes, juicy poopy diapers, gnawing on EVERYTHING, fever, irritability and the big one ... I'm breastfeeding (use your imagination).  Soooo, NA was going right along, no excessive drooling, no crazy diapers, no whining, I was starting to think he was going to be a late teether - which is fine by me.  But then he started chewing on stuff - more than normal - the spoon, washcloth, rubber ducky, my b@@b!  DuDE!  I decided to sit him down and have a talk with him.  Let him know what's not the right way to treat his snacks.  Before you start laughing, this technique worked with EM, so I thought I'd try with NA.  He laughed, like, "yeah, yeah, gimme some more of those snacks."   I'm like, "OH no you didn't just chomp on me again after we just discussed this.  I called big brother in thinking he could talk some sense into little man.  They talked for a long time.  I thought OK, good that's settled.  We're good to go.  RIGHT?  Ummm, not exactly, but it's not the same chomp that I was getting before.  We still talk about it.  It is getting better.  Two days ago, Daddy pointed out to me that there's some pearly white sticking up out of his gums.  No!  ReallY?  Sure enough there was one little tooth poking through, the next day there were two.  :)  We really going to have to have a talk when those top two start coming.