Well, Milo has hit another milestone. Yesterday, for the first time, his shirt was soaked from collar to waistline with drool. Yup, his mouth runneth over.
Normally this wouldn't worry me but I know that excessive drooling is sometimes a sign of teething and now I fear for the well-being of his mother's nipples. Considering the fact that he almost ripped his package off the other day (Yikes! What a scream!) I worry about his lack of muscle control. His neck is getting stronger and he can stand if we support him so we know he's a strong boy but now he needs to work on his coordination.
I really need to check with my mom to find out how old my sister and I were when we started getting our baby teeth. And Erin's folks too - they should be back from Indiana next week, I think.
Milo and Erin are off to Parenting class this afternoon - the topic for today is "Adjusting to Parenthood." That reminds me - I need to buy some more beer.