Monday, April 27, 2009
Poor little guy. Yesterday afternoon/evening, and last night, were rough. He had a little bit of a fever and was generally feeling crummy. He hardly wanted to eat anything all day, and was napping only fitfully, but a late nap in the evening revitalized him enough to wolf down a big serving of sweet potatoes quite happily. Then he had a nice bath and got ready for bed. I've been brushing his teeth for him and then letting him hold the toothbrush himself for a little while (NOT allowed to walk around with it, however), which he thinks is great fun. After story time it was off to sleep, but only briefly; he & I were up most of the night out on the couch. I'm pretty sure he's cutting his first set of baby molars. Which means we've got...how many more nights of this to look forward to?