You are now 10 months old and learning how your body works. You have mastered the pincer grip and can pick up small bites of food. You've bitten me a few times now while you're nursing. Not hard, not necessarily on purpose, but just a nibble nibble here and a nibble nibble there. You know, you have four teeth now - you have to figure out what they are for. Mama immediately says "No!" and pulls you off. Now, if that's as far as I take it, you just smile up at me and laugh. Then I kinda want to laugh, too, because your smile is just so stinkin' infectious. But I must keep a straight face! I mustn't give in to your sweet baby cheeks. So once I said "No! We don't bite" and put you down on the floor. I broke your poor tender little heart. You just cried and clung and said "ninininininini" over and over. I gave in and let you nurse again and this time you didn't bite.
You've also taken to trying to get to cords. Phone chargers, computer chargers, etc. I see you with it, say "No!" run to you and you crack up. Dude - I'm trying to keep you safe here. Can you at least pretend that you care?
Your other new trick is that you give hugs. Big, hard, bear hugs. I've got a few bruises on my neck from how hard you hold on and squeeze with your pinchy little fingers. But oh how I love those hugs!! Thank you for sharing them with me.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
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