Cranky Pants (Not Really)

I think Henry is teething. He’s being a little cranky pants lately, and a little cheeky rascal! He screams as if he’s in pain, not the normal I-want-something moan. It’s higher pitched and more urgent. And he’s slobbering like nothing I’ve ever seen. Saying that, he still tries his┬ábest to be cheerful. He laughs when you play with him – he’s still the good-natured little bubs that he’s always been. And he loves being tickled!

I’ve invested in a tube of Baby Bonjela Teething Gel, and he doesn’t seem to mind it. It soothes him even if it is only a distraction. He has a really hard bite now, too. Deceptively hard for something so small and innocent.

Then he’ll look up at you, his eyes all wide with a cheeky grin flashing across his face, and he knows he’s adorable. He knows he can get away with anything.