Fat lips and teething, not a good combo...

Yes, it has been a difficult week to be Emery. His eye teeth are coming in and they are not making him very happy. Actually they have turned my usually somewhat sweet natured son into a biting, pinching little hellion bent on nothing but destruction. He's constantly going for the no nos, throwing dirt out of the plant pots and gravitating toward the toilets at every turn. I don't know how my mother survived the week with him, I have barely survived the mornings, evenings and this weekend. And yes, I'm not all too pissed about the prospect of work tomorrow.

Poor guy, I do feel sorry for him though. He's eaten it twice this week and given himself a fat lip twice on the upper lip. The first one occured when he tripped and fell into a pot I have on the floor that holds miscellaneous scarves and stuff by the front door. He fattened up the middle of his lip real good on that one. I'm not sure how the second fall happened and I was even sitting right there watching. Must have hit a toy or something. But that one got the side of the same lip. For the next two days he looked like he'd had a collagen injection gone arwy. He couldn't even suck on his precious binky for a day after that one which made going down for naps and night night time a real pain in the *#s for all involved. Anyway, the lips looking better and he's back to the binky again thank goodness!

Hmm, what cute little Emery thing can I write about today? I've got two. First, his new thing is to go into the other room and grab these little pillows that I have lying around. He brings them into the front room, throws them onto the floor and make this "grawo!" sound. Very gutteral and little boy like. Then he flops onto them kind of like an attack and rolls over smiling. He also likes to have these pillows thrown at him. That's at least five minutes of a great time!

The other cute thing he did today had to do with his diapers. I have a diaper genie as well as a regular wastebasket in his room, one for the pees and one for the stinky poos. He decided that all of the diapers in the wastebasket belonged in the diaper genie. Then he took that last diaper and went into the bathroom and tried to put it in the toilet. I thought that was pretty darn smart, he's not into putting just anything into the toilets these days (besides his hands just to piss me off), but he knows where the pees and poos are supposed to go. I was very impressed, if not a little concerned since I'm really not into pulling out sopping wet diapers three times their normal size out of the toilet. But he sure is a smart little guy!

Well, we're going to be very busy the next couple of weeks since yes we are moving yet again! It's a very cute 4 bedroom duplex in my favorite part of the northend. And I am very excited to live there, just wish I could skip the moving part- arrgghh! Anyway, I'll post pics and stuff after we get settled. For now enjoy the remaining holiday pics I finally got from Grandpa Toothaker (yes, guilt can work wonders :) )... Bye for now!