Today is Uncle Pete’s birthday. We went over for dinner and cake tonight, which Nathan enjoyed very much.

On Sunday Nathan and Tyler went to Cabela’s to pick up a few presents for Uncle Pete.

Nathan sitting in the cart like a big boy. This is also a good picture of his new mouth thing. I’m not sure if it makes his teeth feel better, but he’s been doing it for a couple of weeks now.

We were able to get both of the boys to sit still for a picture, but we’ve yet to capture both of them smiling at the same time.

Nathan’s hanging out in a giant tub of stuffed fish.

Tyler is trying out a new fishing boat.

The boys had a really good time out there. We got to see the giant catfish being fed, lots of stuffed animals and plenty of interesting people. Uncle Pete is well-stocked with grilling accessories, so we will be expecting some kabobs this weekend.

At 5 1/2 months, Nathan’s first tooth has popped up. Interestingly enough, it is not the tooth that has been sitting ever so patiently below the surface for the past month or so. This tooth literally popped up over night. I could tell yesterday morning that his teeth were bothering him because he was tugging at his ear. I ran my finger on his gums and didn’t feel anything. He even chewed on my knuckle and I couldn’t feel the tooth. Strange.

I tried to take a picture tonight but Nathan won’t let us look in his mouth. We will try to get a picture within the next couple of days. Until then, here is a somewhat related picture. Nate really likes to suck on ice, especially since he now has 3 teeth waiting in the wings. This is a little ringed holder that we can put fruit (or ice) in for Nathan to suck or chew on. He gets so wet, but he enjoys it.

Okay, so I know I promised no more pictures of Nathan eating food, but this is a little different. At each meal, as we’re about 1/2 of the way through, Nate tries to grab the spoon and feed himself. Knowing that this is part of learning, we let him play when he has finished his bowl of food. Friday night he REALLY wanted that spoon when he was still eating and was very adamant (i.e. fussy) about it. So we gave in.

As you can see by the smile on his face he was very proud of himself. But he had prunes everywhere. I mean everywhere. So…

into the tub we went. He loved every minute of it!