Six and counting

We've got six teeth ladies and gentlemen!  Little Guy's top right tooth broke through, giving him a total of four across the top and two on the bottom!  Now his mommy just needs to find his teething necklace she misplaced last night...that's our third necklace (I am beginning to think my husband is behind these lost necklaces, but he is maintaining his innocence...)  Cutting teeth is a tough job, so it worked out well that by default we spent the day relaxing at home.  EVERYONE we know is sick, and not the sniffly kind of sick, the yucky bathroom kind of sick, so we stayed home, alone, where it's germ free...only after dark did we venture out for great grandma's birthday.  It was a yummy fun time and then right before we left, Little Guy threw up!  Not to worry though, it seems it was just too much delicious food.   Phew, we dodged that bullet!

Little Guy HATED being in the pack and play with Brayden, but we snapped a picture anyways!