Growing Pains

After two months of telling everyone who would stand still how much fun I was having with Emory's recent stage, we reached a snag. TEETHING. Emory has combined trying to learn to crawl, with trying to feed himself, trying to pull up, and teething. The poor boy is a little frustrated. All of his skills are improving but he desperately wants to go go go much faster than his legs, balance, and arms will allow. This makes him (and me) fussier than normal. Thankfully, Gabe is still on his paternity leave. Emory does LOVE to swim in his little pool. We try to go out in the afternoon and spalsh around everyday.