blooming

Two new advances coincided today: Emery is officially teething and he's begun saying "dada". His two bottom teeth are barely breaking the surface, so we're keeping him happy on Motrin and cool washcloths to suck. The dada bit is purely babble, but it's exciting none the less! Nathan swears it's directed at him; I swear it sounds more like "mama".

Either way, we're thrilled...