Friday, July 18, 2008

Teething Bites

At 11 months old, my son has already earned himself a call sign. Hannibal, as in Hannibal Lector. Pilots' call signs are never flattering, so this is no exception. We were at our friends' house over 4th of July weekend and it didn't take long for everyone to realize that Lawson really likes to bite. Be it the table, the half-eaten dog bone on the floor (I know, disgusting), the thyme he managed to yank out of their pot on the back deck, or their fingers, he will put it in his mouth. This is leaving off the list, toes, arms, elbows, collarbones or whatever other body part he finds his sharp, new teeth to be near. However, lucky for our friends, only their fingers were nibbled when they bestowed upon him his brand new call sign. Lucky for Lawson, this biting has only been brought on by the sudden eruption of all four front teeth, so I think it's safe to assume that he's not necessarily doomed to be "the biter". At least I hope so...


  1. Hey Kimberly! Glad to see you blogging! We've been gone for awhile but are getting back this week. If you're home we should do lunch or something!

  2. Kimberly!! Wow - I can't believe it's been almost two years since we've seen you guys! Lawson is adorable and I'm so excited we can keep up with you guys with the wonderful world of blogging!