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Another 9:15 haul out of King’s Cross, I’m afraid, though I played hooky for a bit this morning - took the 8:45 in, and spent my early morning with Em. Very well worth it, as she decided to crawl about the living room, in a patently-undeniable-this-time-round manner. Crawling, for real. Still a hint of the elbow-shuffling ‘commando’ style to her movement, I’ll admit - but it was nevertheless honest-to-God hands-and-knees crawling, from point A to point B. I don’t know what other adjective I can use to make the point, here, other than ‘veritable’, maybe. So, yes, it was veritable crawling in Cambridge today, and we’ve got video, below.
Emelyn was 8 months, yesterday. That seems absolutely ridiculous to me, now. We all hear certain phrases ad naseum our whole childhoods, with “They grow up so fast, don’t they?” being one trope I’ve always loathed, and yet here I am, suddenly horrified at the blatant truthfulness therein. Because, honestly, it seems only yesterday that I was plunking British Pound coins into the Kenco™ coffee machine at the Rosie Maternity; now Em is suddenly 8 months old, crawling dangerously towards the fireplace, and I find my own self clutching a free-sample-size can of “Pepsi Max coffee Cino - low-calorie coffee-flavoured soft drink” and riding a commuter train out of London. Mon Dieu! Where does all the time go, anyways? (And why do I keep accepting these awful drink samples?)
Anyhow, as much as I could praise the beauty and joy of The Kid for hours, I figure it’s more fun to leave with a description of something shudderingly annoying. In this case, it’s teeth grinding. Sure, Emmie’s only got about 4.2 teeth, but she’s become literally obsessed with grinding the bottom two against her still-erupting front teeth. To me, the noise is worse than scratching one’s fingernails on a chalkboard - it’s improbably loud, and horrifyingly grating. And then she’ll up and do it again, not three seconds later.
Without exaggerating, I’d guess Emelyn does this about 10-15 times an hour - I can only presume it feels good, since she’s teething - but hoo boy, it gives you the willies. Can’t wait for this little trend to stop. EEEEE?
posted by Jason 12:05 AM
