The floors, that is. Elliot is emulating a drunken sailor at higher speeds for longer stretches. He can easily make it from room to room, or as we found out yesterday from plant to plant. Mim, Elliot and I went to the zoo and while he liked watching the animals, he really liked touching the plants and rocks and roots and bark and other kids.
Last night while getting ready for bed, we saw something white on his upper gum as he was gnawing on his toothbrush. It turns out the fussiness yesterday was due to the fact that he's cutting his first upper molars as well as his last bottom incisor. Three at once. The poor guy. No wonder that ice cream cone Mim gave him at the zoo stopped any fussing and kept him quiet. Oh, it's the sugary sweet cool creamy dessert that did that? ok...
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