Here he is, the precious little angelic baby. Ok, that's going a tad too far but he does seem to be a rather contented baby with little or no effort on my part. Which is good, because as of late, I haven't had much energy! I guess old age is catching up with me. I knew 30 was going to be a killer :) Anyway, Seth's latest and greatest is that HE HAS A TOOTH! No shit, right? I almost dropped dead when I discovered it. For those of you that don't know we're what's known as "late erupters" in the dental world. Teeth come in late and are late to fall out too. Not a child of mine has had a single tooth before 9 months of age until now!! No wonder he's been biting me lately! Might explain a few fussy days as well. At six months of age now (I know, time really is springing forward isn't it?), he's got a tooth and I have to start feeding solids. I only thought this was fun the first time around. By the time Ben came around I was over it and now I think I'm actually dreading the baby food phase. Just one more thing to add to schedule and that much more mess to clean up. Can't babies just nurse exclusively for the first year? Who needs to learn to eat - isn't America overfed anyways!!!!?!??
Did you notice Seth has the spoon in his left hand?? Is it possible, I ask, to have left-handedness so imbedded in your genes to have an entire FAMILY of left-handed people??? We've got 4 out of 5 so far...who wants to place a bet on Seth???!?
This kid is a total goofball. What can I say?



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