Adventures in teething

Myla has been an easy teether thus far. One day she just all of a sudden has another tooth. We don't get the typical fussy baby with the runny nose all the time. (There have been a few that made her nose run, but not for long!) But yesterday, she figured out that teeth can be a nuisance if you don't know what to do with them. She was climbing in and out of her rocking chair with her foam letters when her dad came home. She heard the door open and knew it was him, so she got down from the chair. But she slipped - as only non-walker babies can do - and knocked her chin enough to bite her tongue with those sharp little things. She kind of had this look on her face like she didn't know what happened, but she knew it didn't feel good. Needless to say, John did not get a welcome smile at the door, but rather a kind of confused stare when he found us in her room.

Myla has been learning things like crazy, and we really enjoy teaching her what various parts of her body are called and what different animals say. She is now being visited every couple of months by a speech therapist who is really just keeping track of her progress, just like her OT/PT does. For the record, she said she's never seen a preemie born at Myla's size doing so well. As long as she keeps learning new things at about once a week - which she more than does - she'll be on par with other kids in no time. And so some live action for ya'. Have you ever heard a duck quack so cute?