The Girlie is filling out her smile with a couple of new teeth on the bottom, and she’s not too happy about it. Poor kid is chewing on everything, and intermittently hollering about the pain, which must be pretty bad. Oh, and in spite of the Tylenol, she’s also decided that midnight to 3am would be a dandy time to scream, talk, play, and just generally bounce around, which pleases her mother and I greatly.
I yawned so big and so long this morning that the world tilted and I had to catch my balance. Pass the coffee.