Emile's two upper teeth are coming through. Whether its edible, chewable, or neither - everything eventually finds its way into his mouth.
So when on Tuesday the ladies at daycare told us he had a bit of a fever, we thought it must be because of those evil little ivories making their way out. But no... 4 days, 2 trips to the doctor, a couple of baby paracetamol & ditto tylenol later we are still at 39 degrees C.
Although he was able to muster up enough appetite to snap up the mouse Ziggy brought home for him...
Or maybe it was just spaghetti... Whatever it was, he's slowly getting better. What a sad little baby. =(
So when on Tuesday the ladies at daycare told us he had a bit of a fever, we thought it must be because of those evil little ivories making their way out. But no... 4 days, 2 trips to the doctor, a couple of baby paracetamol & ditto tylenol later we are still at 39 degrees C.
Although he was able to muster up enough appetite to snap up the mouse Ziggy brought home for him... 
Or maybe it was just spaghetti... Whatever it was, he's slowly getting better. What a sad little baby. =(
2 comments:
dear petit prince,
I hope this is as sad as you will ever be, and that tomorrow the sadness is ALL GONE!!
with lots of love and a great big cuddle from your Oma
Oh, ignore my email then, sorry, it wasn't teething? Poor baby!!! Hope he gets better soon! He DOES look really sad, even with the spaghetti, which really should be making him happy. Spaghetti is a lot of fun! Big kisses for Emile.
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