Words and Teeth

It finally happened. Monkey said his first word. And as happy as I am, I'm not. Because his first word? "Dad." I wouldn't count it except for the fact that I heard it with my own ears and he meant it. We were in the car on the way home from the Commissary, I was driving, Zach was in the back with Monkey, and as Zach was telling me something we hear "DAD!" I was at a red light and a good thing too because I turned around and looked at him. Zach's eyes were wide and I said "Did he really just say that!?" And Zach laughed and said "Yes he did!" Monkey said it to get Zach's attention and it worked! Now if I could even get him to say "Mamamamama" I'd be happy but we aren't even close to that yet. *sigh* We just need to give it time.

About a week ago Monkey cut his third tooth and today (after a week of being a total cranky-pants) he cut #4! So now we have 2 bottom and 2 top. :) We had been so used to the gummy grin that when his first tooth cut we were a little sad, no more gummy smile! Then we got used to him having just those bottom 2 teeth. Five months of just 2 bottom teeth! Now we'll readjust again to 2 more teeth. :)

And since I can't leave you without a picture (b/c what would be mean!) here's one from his birthday week. :)