If I haven’t told you the story of a young man and his wife who, in the course of their life’s events together, stumble upon a legendary beast that sucks the life force from their very being, well I apologize.  I should’ve warned you.

The past week to ten days, Ryan hasn’t really seemed to act himself.  His appetite is less vigorous and he seems to cry for no apparent reason.  He’s happy and playing one minute and then loses all control the next.  At first, I thought he was pregnant or had mysteriously become a teenager but I quickly ruled out both possibilities.  Then, after doing some research and talking with folks, I’m told it’s much worse.  It turns out his eye teeth are coming in!  It’s interesting to read about the eye teeth.

Did you know, ironically enough, that the eye teeth are less commonly known as the “canines.”  I’m not a dentist but I believe this term was derived from the fact that, much like a dog, the children become the beasts of the animal kingdom.  If it weren’t for the locks on the doors, I’m fairly certain Ryan would run out on a full moon and start chasing cars and eating cats.  It really has become that bad!  One dentist cleverly describes how cute it is when the baby’s first teeth come in saying, “The real joy is watching your little baby become a child capable of eating small amounts of solid food.”  Cute..yeah sure.  That same dentist wisely describes the eye teeth as, “the teeth most aptly used for tearing food.”  He continues, “they typically erupt at 16 months.”  Erupt!  That, my friends, is the understatement of the century!  As I prepare for bed, I laugh at the word erupt.  Whatever is going on in this young man’s mouth is far from done “erupting” but I think my tear ducts might “erupt” if we can’t make it past this stage.  Of course, my boss Marc was kind enough to remind me that the terrible twos are just around the corner.  Oh, I can’t wait.