Our sweet little guy is teething (either that or has a bug). He's got direah, rosie cheeks, super fussy and is constantly rubbing his cheeks and complaining that they hurt. He just wants to stand there and fuss for the most part...
"Take the medicine and you'll feel better"
"no medicine"
"What do you want eat?"
"no eat" "no Pooh bear" no this... no that... nothing made him happy
April was saying that today was the first time that he was asking for Mommy and I guess he was asking to go for a nap early in the morning. He's obviously not himself, hopefully tomorrow won't be too bad... I've got a gassy newborn and a teething toddler... welcome to mommy hood, Heather!
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