November 26th

I suppose I should have known what was coming just from the sneezing...I was hopeful that it was just teeth...which could be helped.  You were up and miserable almost all night.  Finally I decided to take you downstairs and watch some Sesame Street with you... Between Sesame and Sweet Baby James you were back down in just under three hours (?!!!).

When you woke up we went to Target, came home, and slept...woke up and played a little bit, and slept.  You ate a mini popcicle, played some drums...and slept.  God I hope you feel better tomorrow... Sweet snoring boy...