All I Want for Spring Are My Two Front Teeth

That's right ladies and gentlemen....Oliver is officially teething! His two bottom front teeth are coming in. We can see the top of teeth just about to peek out. We have affectionately named the teeth Burt and Ernie. They keep Oliver company during the day and while he sleeps. We tried getting a picture of Burt and Ernie but they are proving to be very illusive since the only times we can see them are when he's crying (as seen in this picture) or yawning (which is nearly impossible to capture). Here's a blurry picture of his mouth but if you look hard you can find the two little white lines on his bottom gum which are his two first teeth!Note: We are going to try and get a clearer picture of Burt and Ernie as they develop so keep checking the blog.

Ever since Oliver started growing teeth we can't stop him from eating food. I mean really, sausages, broccoli...all sorts of things. And by the way, don't ever try and take Oliver's food away from him or he'll give you one of his deadly stares.

Before
After

Oliver has also figured out that he has feet with toes. He's still not totally enamored by them but just look at how proud he was when he discovered them!


On a more animalistic note...everyone knows we have two pugs, Gizmo and Stella (please refer to exhibit A)

EXHIBIT A

Well, one of these pugs (Stella to be exact...the one with her head up Gizmo's butt) has taken it upon herself to become Oliver's best friend. I'm sure one night we will find her snuggled up in his bed but for now we will have to settle for her snuggling up to him in our bed.
Note: The animal in this picture was not posed in anyway, shape or form. She acted out of her own volition.

We also recently found out that Oliver's love for dogs is not limited to pugs...apparently he likes all the pushed-in face breeds. Here Oliver is getting up close and personal with Daphne, a Boston Terrier loved by all and raised by Jenna and Tim Connors of Haverhill, MA. Oliver just adored Daphne and all her kisses! In fact, he loved her so much that he was reaching for her as if she was one of his play toys. I can only imagine what will become of the pug tails once Oliver becomes more aware of them. Yikes!