Teeth, that is. In one week our little guy cut his two big front teeth plus one more up top. He's been pretty impressive through all of it with an unwavering sunny disposition (minus one night that took 2 hours to go to sleep, but that seems like ages ago now...).
Every so often I catch him nibbling on his bottom lip with the new pearly whites. And the maple teething ring is getting a workout again. Sophie the Giraffe seems to be left out on this go around. Maybe she'll see more action when the next flurry of teeth arrive?
The students came back from Spring Break yesterday and the sound level outside went up due to more car traffic, skateboards, giggling friends and exuberant one-sided cellphone conversations.
And it feels like spring. The last quarter before summer, the grass is getting greener, crocuses and daffodils are *almost* opening up and the birds are out singing every morning. The sunlight lingers later with each evening and every afternoon seems like a good opportunity for the park. I love spring and fall. I love transitions!
