Open letter to Embree's Teeth

Dear Teeth,
First of all, you’re late. I’m not talking to you, Bottom Two. I’m referring to Embree’s Other Teeth (especially Top Row), which have not only decided to show up late, but also elected to come in at the same time. Excuse me if I sound a little angry, but you are hurting My Baby!! So, yes – I have a problem with you (and you, and you, and you, and you). I believe there are about 5 of you teeth on the move right now, wrecking havoc on our lives. You are the cause of many issues in our world – Princess’s bad attitude, disinterest in food, temper flare-ups and sleep deprivation, as well as Baby Girl “pantsing” me (a result of her clingy behavior - constantly pulling on my pants’ leg, including elastic waist, workout pants, and inevitably “pantsing” me). And just LOOK at what you’ve done to the crib!!




This is my NO THANK YOU note.

On the bright side, you have encouraged me to get a little more creative! Kiki & Poppy got Em a bag of 100 balls for Christmas. I made Sweet Cheeks a McDonalds-esque play pen one day last week when she was so mad that she started kicking in circles. I believe it is much safer to have a tantrum in this new and improved pack-n-play.


You will not get the best of us, Teeth!! Now, just break through already (and STAY broken through) so that we can all get on with our lives!!

I feel a little better getting this off my chest☺