Ah, 90's rock. I'm on a huge 90's music kick right now. I mean, Fitz and I are always 90's rock fans, but I'm going through a huge 90's rock-pop-anything phase right now.
And it's awesome.
Adlai, however, is going through a not-so-awesome phase right now: teething. For real. Not like all those months of halfhearted teething. I mean slobber everywhere. Grumpiness. Wanting to eat everything including my face.
He's got one tooth that's totally emerged, and its twin is making a break-through. I suspect by the end of next week, he'll have two teeth on the bottom.
His two front top teeth are also on their way!
So my baby has turned into a puppy, chewing, gnawing on everything, leaving a trail of saliva.
Well, he's still a baby.
"Cuz you'll always be my baby...doo doo doo da doo da doo..." sung in my best Mariah voice.
Cue adorable baby-baby photo:
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