I know everyone has their ‘thing’ they immediately think of when a baby is fussy. Some think it must be gas, others they must be hungry. For me, I go to teething. And so far I think I have been right. Any time he has a hard time with naps, or is a little clingy or unhappy, I think a tooth is close by. There are a few more concrete signs too. The drool. Oh the drool this baby can produce! He also isn’t as hungry for his solid foods. Well, he always has room for banana, but he prefers the softer foods or just isn’t as hungry. And he chews on EVERYTHING! I know, babies use their mouths to explore so this is a pretty common behavior. But when Ben is gnawing hard on everything in sight I know teeth are to blame.
This weekend I was positive that Ben’s next tooth was almost out. All the signs were there. While we were out on a walk this happened:
|I promise we feed him. 🙂|
The top left tooth has popped out now. Yep, teething. 🙂 Four teeth are in so far. Every time I see those little teeth I can’t believe how much he has grown!
I have to say, I am not really one for camping. Shocker, I know. I have done it, and it can be fun. Being outside can be great. However in general, I prefer the indoors. Ben has already shown a great appreciation for the outdoors. Because of this I know that I will be spending more and more time outside. I am excited about this and intend to fully embrace it. But for now he is happy being inside with me. As long as I have a say over where he is, I plan to show him just how much fun being inside can be.
This Saturday I decided to get a head start on showing Ben that inside is just as awesome as outside. In fact, we can even camp inside! Okay, it isn’t quite the same. But it is pretty close, right? 😉 Pat found a play tent for Ben and I decided to introduce him to the joys of climate controlled camping.
Ben seemed to really enjoy being in his little tent. Dagger had to get in on the fun too. I don’t know of any babies or cats who don’t enjoy having a living room fort. I tried to join in, but sadly I am a little too big for this tent. It didn’t really stop me though. I just had so much fun watching Ben and Dagger have a blast!
|The tent was down for about 2 seconds before Dagger appeared.|
|Don’t mind me, just checking out your tent.|
|Look, I’m camping!|
Okay, I didn’t actually spot a Yeti. That would be awesome though. No, I saw something just as elusive though. Fellow cat owners will know that you can spend as much money as you want on a cat bed, but the cat will never sleep there. Dagger is no exception. While I didn’t spend a ton of money on her cat bed, I did get her a reasonably nice one. (In full disclosure I think Meo and Omi actually bought Dagger’s cat bed. I got her right after college and Meo and Omi pretty much funded her life for the first year.) So of course Dagger rarely sleeps in it. She much prefers plastic bags, Ben’s pack and play, or my face. Those are obviously the more comfortable choices.
Yesterday, Ben and I got home and couldn’t find Dagger. I always look to see Dagger before I leave the house and when I get home. I like to have visual confirmation that she isn’t stuck in a room somewhere. But Ben and I couldn’t find her anywhere! After calling and searching, I even tried shaking the bag of treats. Then I heard a little bell. I checked the last place I would ever think to look, her bed. Sure enough, there was Dagger! I snapped a picture as proof that she does occasionally sleep in her own bed. I’m sure now we won’t see it again for months.
|Reach for those toes!|
|I’m ready to be hugged now.|