Teething

Who knew teething came in fives and sixes? Over the past two weeks Cade has been given the lovely gift of about five or six new teeth. We just simply can't keep up with them, and I'm not sticking my finger in there to check! OK, I did, but I can't tell for sure. He has been a very aggressive biter in the last few days. He gets a certain "hunger" in his eyes, desperately searching for him to chew. It could be my phone, the propeller on his Mickey plane, the laptop, one's hand, a glass any and every toy. Before supper Daddy decided to look through the freezer for some teething relief. Flav-or-Ice popsicles, sounded like a decent idea. MMMMM, chew chew chew, bite bite bite...looked like it was working. Cade inspected it a little more, back into the mouth *BITE* sour face. His two tiny teeth he has had for months went through the plastic!
Yesterday Cade was a giant grump. He sounded like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I fed him breakfast and promptly made him take a nap. Later we went on to enjoy a hot dog lunch at the church and off to Sarah's for photos. He was still a little grumpy, but we managed to take a few cute ten month photos:

We also did find out Daddy has surgery on 3/31 to have his gall bladder removed.
Two weeks of NO lifting!
Cade will definitely be upset and so will Daddy.
We'll make it through!