The fussy little teether strikes back
Keegan pretty much kept us up almost all night last night. He’s got about 6 teeth all coming in at the same time, so no amount of Orajel, teething drops or pleading to God was going to stop his crankiness. Basically all we can do is try to keep him so occupied with toys that he forgets to be fussy. That doesn’t always work, because what he really wants is to be held so he can wipe his runny nose on the back of our shirts, but it’s the best we can do.
So when my mom called today to ask Dave to fix their computer I looked him straight in the eye and said, “Take the kids with you! Please take the kids with you!” I had to be in to work at 3:30 and it was only 1 p.m. at the time, but I figured it would take me at least that long to get rid of the throbbing migraine brought on by lack of sleep.
And I was right — 2 hours of blessed silence and one sweet tea from McDonald’s later and I can at last hear myself think!! But - oh crap, wait a minute. I do have to go home again later, don’t I? lol. Once again, if you see a blue Escape cruising through your neighborhood late tonight, don’t panic. It’ll just be me and my fussy little teether.