Moving, Now With More Teeth!

Ruckus is now seven months old and growing his third tooth.  He seems determined not to take a break for a while so we are just having to bear with his moodiness.  Luckily he is so sweet and loveable 90% of the time that a little moodiness is really no big deal. 

Also offering no break is his eczema, which I mistakenly thought was magically going away.  No such luck!  His face is just as red and itchy as ever and he seems as though he might tear off his cheeks if he can figure out how to do it.  Pity.  He is such a good looking child (to me) and it is hard for people to see past the blotchy redness on his face, completely with scabby scratches on top.  Attractive!

We are only a few days away from our move now and Ruckus seems to be adjusting well to having the house decorated with boxes everywhere, and the general disruption of our routines and furniture arrangement.  We shall see how well he does at our new house.  He has spent a good deal of time there already but we have not stayed the night so I suspect we are in for a trying time while he gets used to the new surroundings.

He has developed some new greedy habits, and I'm not really sure if it is just a baby thing or if it is related to being an only child.  If he gets his sticky little hands on something inappropriate and you take it away he throws a fit complete with screaming, whining and kicking his feet.  It is extremely charming behavior.  I think that it is about time to send him to daycare so that he can develop some social skills before arriving at preschool in a couple years with a mountain of selfish behavior to be whittled down.

And speaking of daycare, this is likely going to happen this summer, as his dad needs to get back into a work-a-day routine.  Staying home and watching our baby has been good for his dad but he isn't the sort of personality that is content with this sort of work.  I am thankful that he has done it this long.

My Ruckus will be going to my cousin's house this weekend while we move our house three doors down.  I am grateful that we have a family member close by who is willing to help us out with childcare, as I don't know how I would juggle carrying furniture with carrying a baby, or trying not to let people step on him as they lug our things down the street.  Thank you cousin!