My poor little son Dylan is teething, and it is driving him batty. I took the boys out yesterday for groceries, our favorite greeter took one look at Dylan and said ” he looks like he’s chewing bubble gum”. Poor Dylan was grinding his little jaw back and forth to ease the pain. I quickly ran over to the pharmacy and picked up two bottles of Baby Tylenol. I thought I should have one on hand for upstairs and one for downstairs too.

It was a long night for Thade too. He was worried when it got dark, and Dad wasn’t home from the meeting. I got him settled down and in to bed at 8:30 p.m., and Dylan promptly woke up to eat again at 9:00 p.m. James made it in a little after 10:00 p.m., and I made one more trip downstairs to make a late night dinner for him. Dylan wasn’t ready to go to sleep just yet, and he was up nursing on the hour last night. I got up at 5:30 a.m., and then officially rolled out of bed at 6:30 a.m., Thade then woke up at 7:00 a.m. Dylan is still asleep for now, and I’m completely wiped out today.

I think today we are going to stay in, and get a few things done around the house. The bottom floor needs swept, and I have lots of dishes waiting to be cleaned. First things first I think I’m going to go and get a second cup of coffee and see if I can wake up a little more.