Soothing the savage teether

Well teething has reared its ugly head and we do not love it in any way, shape or from. Remember how I told you that Millie is a mommy's girl? Well since the dreaded teething has started it has only gotten worse. And seeing that Tylenol and baby meds are under the radar and that numbing stuff is lame. Everyday is a constant struggle to take the gal's mind off the pain. Really she just has one more reason to be held all day. Well thanks to my brother Mike we may have found a solution until it gets too cold or until those teeth are done killing my baby. The Wagon!!! Ah how I love the wagon! Stick Mills and the bumbo in the wagon and hit the road and she completely forgets all of her cares. She can be in the middle of a full-blown melt down and the magic of the wagon stops it dead in its tracks. The minute it starts rolling she is in a trance like state. The great outdoors and a wagon are her oxycontin, prozac, marijuana baby tylenol and valium all rolled into a nice little cocktail. She likes riding solo or with her peeps either way she is totally content. The only problem is she could ride in it all day and there comes a point when all of us are sick of pulling the wagon. Then she is our little pathetic gal once more.

P.S. If there is anyone that reads this blog and you know of a way to soothe a teething baby(something that doesn't require me to exercise) please pass the good news along. Millie and I will thank you.
P.S.S. Millie now has sign language for breastfeeding. It is hilarious she gets her little bottom lip tucked in and makes a smacking sound. I will trying to get a photo. Funny!!