Max is teething.
Seriously. He is 10 weeks old and already his first tooth is starting to come in. You can see and feel it, and he is not a happy camper. This, along with his alertness during the day, is probably what has been causing the fussiness I was describing in yesterday's post.
Poor little buddy. He's not eating nearly as much as he used to, about 5 ounces less a day, and that's what started to worry me, so I was doing research on what the problem could be. I read about teething, and sure 'nuf, that's what the problem is. We opened up his little mouth and felt around and Brandon felt a little spot poking out. We then looked inside and both of us saw a little tooth right where Brandon had felt it.
Our poor little buddy is not very happy and he is growing up at an alarming rate. At the rate he's going, by next week he'll be crawling, then walking, and soon he'll be driving.
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