So it looks like we’ve got a few more teeth coming in. Two. Each.
We’ve been waiting and waiting and probing around and waiting and all this time we were probing the wrong part of their gums. It seems the top teeth aren’t coming out where we thought they would.
Technically, Lincoln is ahead in the teeth cutting- he’s got one of his already poking through, the other just surfacing. Wyatt’s got two right at the surface ready to pop.
What a surprise to wake up to!
I bet by Monday when they see Dr. B they each have four teeth.
New tricks for Dr. B:
-Teeth! (not a trick technically, but it’s new)
-Sitting totally unassisted all the time
-Mobility- backwards scooting mostly but Wyatt is showing a bit of forward movement the past day or so
-Talking- Dadadada, Mamamama, Nananana, grplmoper, etc.
-Mimicking- sometimes sounds, sometimes actions
-Passing toys back and forth from hand to hand, brother to brother (actually this is more like stealing and fighting, but I think it counts)
-Standing if we stand them up
-Pulling up on furniture- mostly to their knees, sometimes they get a foot under them
-Holding their own bottle
-Self feeding (Puffs, Yogurt Melts and Bananas)
and of course, jumping like it’s their job.
I need to make my list of questions, foods they eat and tricks because after working all night my mind goes blank at these appointments! Totally blank.
Dr. B: How much do they eat?
Me: Um, 24 ounces, no, carrots, no…Pepsi and Tic-Tacs?**
I get why people keep food journals- so you can answer questions at the pediatricians office.
*Cliche twin swing picture- Lincoln looking towards the camera
**My babies don’t get Pepsi and Tic-Tacs. And they hate carrots. And they drink more like 24-30 ounces a day. See, I know.