Well I haven’t posted in awhile because I have been busy doing lots of mundane things that aren’t worthy to write about- just living day to day life and waiting for the weekend. However, Aubrey’s first tooth has made its grand debut and I must say, she isn’t a fan and probably wishes for it to go back where it came from so she can be fed from a bottle for the rest of her life. I keep telling her that that probably won’t go over well with the fellas when she’s 15, and then Ryan tells me that we should keep bottle feeding her to keep the evil males away from his princess. I, however, am a fan of the Famous First Tooth. Its so teeny and white and cute! It kind of made me sad because its like, she’s not a baby anymore, but it also made me excited because I could see (albeit hair full of mush) in my near future a child who can feed herself.
All that to say that the tooth, it makes her chew on her fingers a lot. The child does not understand the concept of the teething ring. I have literally bought about 5 different rings- brightly colored, different textures, refrigerated, not refrigerated, Baby Einstein for crying out loud! and she just throws them to the ground because hey, she needs those fingers free for chew toys.
Yesterday Ryan brought her up to work and we all went to lunch together. While standing in line waiting for a table, a rather large older man came out the door with some other large old men and made the usual “She’s so cute!” comment to which we replied, “Thanks!” and to which Aubrey kept gnawing on her hands and drooling. Then homeboy goes “Oh! Can I suck on that finger too?”
Blink. Blink. Blink.
No you cannot suck on my 11 month old daughter’s fingers, you pedopheliac freak! Good Lord people, I mean seriously. Seriously? It was weird. People are strange. I can’t wait til she gets older so I can teach her how to give sickos like that a swift kick in the pants.
*Side note: I write this with a smile on my face bc when you get over the creepiness, its funny. And I am not going to train my child to go around kicking everyone who says she’s cute. I’m going to train her to first ask “Are you a democrat?” and then she can use her own judgement on how many times they need to be kicked*
