This is one of my favorite pictures of Benny. When he was teething, he was a pretty good guy. I never noticed a major change in mood or behavior. He didn't seem to want chew toys either. Nate and I felt really, really lucky.
And then we visited my aunt and uncle in California. They both have grown children. My aunt mentioned that her kids' cribs were lined with teeth marks because they had gnawed on the edges when they were teething. What a funny story. Then, when Benny was about eight months old, I went in his room after his nap to pick him up. The sun was hitting his crib just right. And I noticed a bunch of little teeth marks lining the crib. His very own chew toy! One day, I caught him in the act.
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