Ora-junky

Our little guy has gotten six, yes SIX, teeth in the last month! After absolutely no teething since August, he kicked it into high gear just before Christmas.

(If you look closely you can see teeth coming in on either side of the two middle ones)

I had been expecting something like this, and dreading both the continuous onslaught of teething crankiness and the dreaded one-year molars. The latter would be, I was certain, a real bear. Well, perhaps it has been the numerous bottles of ibuprofen (given at maximum, i.e. not what's on the box, dosage) or the tubes of Orajel he's consumed, but they haven't been too bad at all. We have, however, created an Ora-junky. LO looks for the tube every night after bath, and then proceeds to jabber happily feeling his numb tongue while we don pajamas. Tonight was his first night without it in weeks. We just might see some withdrawals!

That's the sign for "I want" and the Orajel box he's holding