We’re in the middle of another teething phase. I honestly didn’t realize until it was happening, that teething is basically a never ending process for the first two years of a baby’s life
My little guy was just so crabby tonight that everything made him upset. He wanted to color, but coloring made him throw a fit. He wanted to play blocks, but every time the blocks fell over he threw a fit. He wanted to read a book, but didn’t want to sit down, so he threw a fit. You get the idea. For a, usually, very easy going guy, this just pains me knowing he must be hurting.
Daddy to the rescue! He came out into the living room, dumped a basket of clean towels onto the couch, and plopped the baby right in.
“Ride!” Kellan yelled, remembering that daddy had done this before. He zoomed around the room, into the hallway, and back several times. From my spot on the floor in the living room, I could hear giggles and happiness that he hadn’t showed in a few hours.
When the ride was over Kellan maintained his excitement for a little while and Daddy was winded.
I just love the little things in an evening with my family.