First Blood

Emmett has had one of his top front teeth ready to pop out for some time. This morning A, E, and I were hanging out in the front room and he was standing up using the coffee table to keep him upright. Both Andrea and I had a feeling that we were making a mistake by letting him do this, but we didn't act on that feeling fast enough and Emmett fell to the ground, catching his mouth on the table on the way down. We lifted him up to find a bit of blood coming out of the side of his mouth and he was definitely not happy. After he settled for a bit in him mom's arms, we had a look at the damage and the tooth had completely broken through the surface by a well-placed table impact [note: after posting this Andrea read it and has corrected me (I believe the word she used was liar). She argues that his front top tooth was already poking through and the one second from the front was the one that broke through. A few minutes ago she held him upside-down (the only way we can see in his mouth these days) and proved that, indeed, it was the second from the back that we broke through---although I still don't believe that the front was all the way through. Also note that I am updating this on the laptop and Andrea doesn't know what I am working on, and she just said that I also lied by saying that she shared the blame in it and that it was only her kindness that kept her from blaming me right then. Also, in light of these two "lies" as she terms them, she has decided that she is going to start a rival blog with the sole purpose of there being the possibility of a true record of Emmett's upbringing). We are going to have to see, now, if this speeds the teething process and he doesn't get all upset about the fact a tooth is coming in since we rushed it in already. We will also have to see if the trauma we underwent in seeing him clock himself and seeing blood trickle out his mouth was worth the possibility of speeding the teething process. Definitely no fun to see that happen.

Tonight Andrea was feeding Emmett and started to sing a song from her youth and there was a part where she would say "pick 'em, pick 'em" and Emmett would start busting up laughing. It is so funny how you try and try to get him to laugh and suddenly the dumbest thing will get him going. He was really laughing hard so I took a little video (of course he wasn't laughing as hard when I took it, but you get the idea). Also this gives an idea of what feedings are like these days. Emmett is eating some combination that Andrea makes of plain yogurt, tahini, brewer's yeast, avocado, broccoli, carrot, and butternut squash all blended to a silky smoothness. I can't believe he eats that stuff. The good part, as is apparent by the list I just gave, is that he is mostly off of bananas as a necessary supplement to every meal.



I threw up one other video to show how Emmett is moving about these days. He is amazingly efficient at getting about the house this way...hopefully he figures out how to actually crawl sometime soon, too. It is funny how suddenly the house is filled with all of these objects that we never knew he had interest in and now all he wants to do is grab them and bite them or break them.



That is it. Tomorrow is Emmett's first Thanksgiving, so we will see how he battles his hit of turkey tryptophan (OK, maybe he won't have turkey---why would you if you can have one of Andrea's wonderful concoctions)?