There's a rather depressing scale for artificial intelligence which compares AI to infants and various other creatures, so your baby is equivalent to an earthworm till it's 5 months old, then a fish till 9 months, then a quadruped mammal, etc. It's a bit disheartening to have your lovely baby (whom you think is an undiscovered genius) compared to a fish.
However in one respect my baby is certainly a fish. He is a piranha. He got teeth very early and with four teeth, two top and two bottom he launched himself on the world. He has tried to bite the childminder's nose off (this I blame on my husband who taught him the game), visitors have to be warned not to put a finger in his mouth and when you hug him he wraps his arms round your neck (ahh, sweet) and then savagely sinks his teeth into your shoulder. I have actual scars.
The first night after being at the childminder he slept a bit fitfully and I thought oh, cute, he missed us. Mmm, not so much. Yesterday a new upper tooth was revealed while its twin lurks on the other side, its white outline clearly visible, ready to pop out any minute. Soon he will have 4 teeth on top and two on the bottom.
I have to take my hat off to the amber teething anklet and necklace he wears in that we haven't used Bonjela since we got it (except one day when we left it off - fools!), so at least the teething process is going smoothly.
I need some sort of body armour for protection. Meanwhile I am offering crunchy apples and cucumbers so he has something to bite that isn't us.
I have warned him: don't push your luck. He may have almost 6 teeth now.
But I have 27.
However in one respect my baby is certainly a fish. He is a piranha. He got teeth very early and with four teeth, two top and two bottom he launched himself on the world. He has tried to bite the childminder's nose off (this I blame on my husband who taught him the game), visitors have to be warned not to put a finger in his mouth and when you hug him he wraps his arms round your neck (ahh, sweet) and then savagely sinks his teeth into your shoulder. I have actual scars.
The first night after being at the childminder he slept a bit fitfully and I thought oh, cute, he missed us. Mmm, not so much. Yesterday a new upper tooth was revealed while its twin lurks on the other side, its white outline clearly visible, ready to pop out any minute. Soon he will have 4 teeth on top and two on the bottom.
I have to take my hat off to the amber teething anklet and necklace he wears in that we haven't used Bonjela since we got it (except one day when we left it off - fools!), so at least the teething process is going smoothly.
I need some sort of body armour for protection. Meanwhile I am offering crunchy apples and cucumbers so he has something to bite that isn't us.
I have warned him: don't push your luck. He may have almost 6 teeth now.
But I have 27.
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