And then there were eight

Emmett finally got tooth number eight in. It seems like it has been forever since number seven arrived, and for almost every cranky spell or poorly-slept night we were quick to declare "yep, that must be tooth number eight coming in causing all of this trouble". We were never right, and number eight just showed up with little fanfare. The only difference with this one is that all of the sudden Emmett started doing this funny thing with his tongue where he was sort of sticking it out in a funny way, as shown to the left. What it was, we realized later, was that he is getting some body control and sense of changes taking place and was using his tongue to constantly feel the new tooth coming in---which is exactly what any adult would do, I suppose, but would try to do it when people weren't looking.

So, what has he been doing with this newly symmetric set of chompers (four top, four bottom)? I went into the pantry and found that the skins of many oranges had been sampled and the limited tooth number made it so the culprit was easy to track down. I actually watched him as he did his work and he would bite one, it would taste horrible, so he would pick up another and try again.

This wasn't Emmett's only citrus adventure this week. On Sunday Emmett and I stopped by Belinda and Nick's house and they gave Emmett the first lemon off of their lemon tree. We were on the bike so he happily chewed on it all of the way home. He would make a funny face at first, but unlike the collection of oranges he had on the floor of the pantry, there was only one lemon so he kept digging, hoping to find improved flavor.