Wednesday, February 02, 2011
See Ma? Teething!
I set him down for a second to grab some folded towels and returned to him staring at me with a desperate expression doing what I can only logically conclude is a very earnest dental exam with my reading light to prove he in fact teething and to please please please not do cry-it-out. [Or to prove he is not teething and will infact grow these phantom teeth we keep waiting for when he's seventeen years old and not a moment before. Could go either way really.]
In other news, the sleeping thing is improving- a lot. Will update the how and the why as soon as I'm certain this is not a passing fad but a really truly sticky situation! [fingers, toes, eyes, crossed that it is!]