The past week or so with her has been...interesting. I don't know if it's the teeth, or her attempting to assert herself and test her limitations, or what it is, but she has been one big ball of fussy baby. Crying, screeching, unhappy, fussy baby. The teeth are definitely part of the equation, that much I do know. I wish I could make it stop...none of the remedies that other moms have suggested seem to work with her. Poor baby.
On the other hand, she's like the cutest fussy child ever. Tonight she was playing in her room after her bath, and she found her shoes on the shelf of her dresser. She grabbed a sandal, plopped down on the floor, and tried to put it on her foot. A few minutes later, after I finally wrangled her into her pajamas, I decided that her feet were cold and she needed socks. So I got them out, and went to put one on...and she picked up the other one and tried to stick her foot in it! I have no idea if she's supposed to "know" that her shoes and socks go on her feet at 14 months, but I think it's adorable.
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