We’ll Just Brush What You’ve Got Then
OK, so maybe I’m in denial that my daughter who is 10 months old still doesn’t have any teeth. Yes, that’s right — I went and bought her a toothbrush. I figured if she had a really cute toothbrush in her mouth rubbing against her gums, maybe those teeth will realize it’s time to come out and get themselves a little massage. Yeah, it’s dumb. But the brush is really cute, so whatever.
Despite the lack of teeth though, Sophia really likes the toothbrush. And honestly, I am in no hurry at all for those things to come in, being that I’m still nursing and all. I’ve heard too many stories of vampire biter babies. But seriously, we already went through all this teething business (or at least we thought that’s what it was) at 6 months — the fussiness, the nursing strike, the drooling and chewing on everything, the slight fever and just plain DRAMA! What the heck? What was that then? Do we really have to go through that again sometime soon for the real thing? (Actually, I don’t know how soon it will really be because we feel NOTHING in there.)
On a completely unrelated note, Sophia and I went to a Catholic baptism for one of her little friends this weekend. And dude! Those things are loooooong. I didn’t realize that beforehand, and although I had toys and snacks and my keys for baby distraction, Sophia is still 10 months old and can only sit still for so long. Who am I kidding. I’m 29 years old and can only sit still for so long! At one point, she actually banged her head down on the pew in front of her to create a commotion, which forced me to bring her out. Either that, or all that talking made her head so tired she just couldn’t hold….it….up….any….longer. Either way, it worked and she got to crawl around on trampled church carpet in the back and learn about the Patron Saint of Cheerios Makes Everything Better. She also got to learn about stained glass and its cool magical glow. Oh funky religious art, how we love you and your freaky powers of distraction!
