Oh Crap There He Goes...

Side by side on the couch with Declan this morning with daddy sitting on the floor. I hear this loud snapping sound, a cracking or clicking. 

Me: "did you hear that?"

Tyler: " ya, what is it?"

Me: "Declan grinding his teeth."

That's right, we have a grinder. A very loud teeth grinder. I don't even know how he is possibly making that sound with his teeth in his little baby mouth. So loud.

We were getting ready for a visit with some friends. Declan sat on the bed while I was grabbing his hoodie and shoes. He gets all excited and crawls his way to the head of the bed. Declan bounces a bit, giggles and plays around. I let him okay while I put a spare shirt and pair of pants in his bag.

Then, so quickly, he's slipping down the side of the bed, flips over and lands face and belly side down between the bed and bed side table. Poor guy was stuck and tears began to flow.

I picked him up and tried to cuddle him. He was over it in no more than a minute and didn't want me holding him any longer. There he stood in front of me. Pretty tough but with a war wound down the side of his face from the fall.