Daniel cut his first tooth yesterday. If you blink, you still miss it. He didn't run a fever, didn't get fussy, none of the stuff we were waiting for happened. But yesterday, I caught a lucky glimpse at his bottom jaw and there it was, barely peaking through the gums.
He's now climbing. He started trying to climb up onto the coffee table. I wondered how he got it into his head that he could use his knee to get up onto something. Then, while I was at the daycare, they have this short foam block sitting next to a taller foam block. Daniel gets onto the shorter purple block so that he can stand up and slap his hands on top of the taller red block. Mystery solved.
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