Mom's Little Helper
Tonight I was folding laundry. I noticed Liam watching me closely, so I showed him how to fold the blanket I was folding. He grabbed a pair of my underwear. I gushed, thinking he was going to help me out (not that I usually fold underwear, but it was cute nonetheless). He looked at them for just a second, and pulled them over his head giggling. What a goofball.
Liam's a Dentist
Drooling, red cheeks, and more fussiness than usual-- all telltale signs of teething. I swiped my finger around in Liam's mouth, and sure enough, there were two little nubs coming through on the top, numbers nine and ten for this little one-year-old. Later on, I was holding him, and he stuck his finger in my mouth, checking my teeth out. No new teeth for this mama.