Nom, Nom, Nom

Alex took it upon himself to grow 4 new teeth last week. His top molars surfaced as well as the two in front of them. He is about to cut the last two on the bottom and my fingers are crossed that my little Bear will be teething-free until his two year molars arrive. That would be about six months of bliss. He bit his brother today... for no reason. When I called my mom to check in she told me that he left teeth marks but didn't break the skin. And when she scolded him (after consoling Brandon), Alex just pouted, sulked and then laughed at her and moved on.

My Bear...