Sick-ish, again

Winter is rotten. I'm looking forward to summer. SA has the sniffles again, and I'm waiting to see if my most recent throat culture is strep.

But the little guy is cheerful and mobile and eats like a champ, so it's not too bad. The babysitter tells me his new favorite dish is a toddler meal of mashed potatoes and broccoli and cheese, which sounds kind of tasty to me too. And he ate the whole jar of broccoli and chicken this afternoon, preferring it to the baby version of lasagne with beef.

Finally - check out tooth number 3! Number 4 looks to be coming in this week.

Teething

The first two teeth (aren't they cute?) were easy. I remember the second one specifically - we were in the grocery store, and suddenly SA started yelling. He screamed for about 30 seconds, and then I noticed that the second tooth had shown up.

The third tooth hasn't been as fun. The poor little guy was grumpy and had trouble sleeping last Wednesday and Thursday nights, and all day Friday he had a fever. Apparently it's a subject of some debate whether teething can cause a fever, but for now it's my best theory - he didn't have any symptoms besides a fever and general crabbiness.

Saturday he was better, and yesterday and today he was his normal cheerful self. And the top right center tooth is definitely in. The left center one looks to be next - hopefully it won't be as tough.

In other news, every day is a new culinary experience around here. Biter biscuits are fine, but spaghetti with tomato sauce is suspect. And today, the CostCo frozen yogurt sundae with berries was a huge hit.

Sick

Well, the first (mildly) serious childhood illness is out of the way. We spent last week miserable - the streptococcus bacteria had its evil way with us. SA had strep throat and impetigo (face sores caused by the strep bacteria), I had scarlet fever (strep plus a freaky rash), and RB got off with just a cold.

Thank you Alexander Fleming... antibiotics are wonderful, miraculous things. This stuff killed people a hundred years ago.

SA's definitely enjoying his exersaucer more now - you can see the remains of the impetigo sores on his face:

The little guy is kind of crawling now, though it doesn't look like a normal crawl. He really likes to get up on hands and feet and stick his butt in the air, and scoots around that way.

And yes, we're starting to baby-proof this weekend. In a room filled with plastic colorful toys, SA would clearly prefer to stick his tongue in the VCR.