Today, he wolfed down his morning bottle, ate a healthy breakfast, drank 4 oz. of bottle, ate another baby-sized container of banana + a few cheerios, drank another bottle, ate 2 -count 'em 2 - servings of dinner (2 oz. of peach + cereal AND another 2 oz. of pear), and still drank 2 oz. of formula before bed.
I guess popping out teeth is hard work.
He's finally cut 2 of the top 3 that have been ready to burst through his little gums. He keeps trying to give me kisses/ bites on the cheek. And during his bath he would grind his top and bottom choppers together. It sounded like the screech of chalk on a chalkboard.