Teething... Time...

Teething Time

"Ouch.... That hurts" Somebody is teething, terrible times, painful nights. You got it all wrong. It isn't Nephy. Its her daddy who is teething. Some (damn) wisdom teeth, it seems. Isn't it amazing..... at the grand age of 30, sorry almost 30, Antony Prince is teething and so complaining. Yesterday, I asked him to help me with a chore, and he started whining, 'My teeth hurts, I am on medicine...blah... blah..blah'. Ok Darling, am not asking you to help me with your teeth. But, I let him go. Ain't I generous?

I don't remember Nephy's teething times.Until she turned one, nights were nightmares. She would wake up and cry every 2 hours or so. So, all nights were as bad as teething nights.At least, she didn't complain.Thank God, babies don't start talking when they are born.

Hey, did I tell you that my lil baby calls her daddy 'Toe' . 'Toe' was one of her first set of words, until recently I didn't realise it was her dad that she was calling as 'Toe'. The other day, Anto was somewhere out of sight. I called out to him 'Anto..''Anto..', and there was this small echo 'Toe...''Toe...'. I tried calling him again, and the little voice echoed. Thats when the grand discovery happened. All along, she had called him Toe, and neither he nor I realised it. Since it took us this long, she learned to call him 'appa' and had discarded the 'Toe'. She must have thought her parents are really dumb. Dumb dad! Dumb mom!