Today was rough Man. You woke up crazy early and wouldn't go back to sleep until like 10:30. I couldn't fall back to sleep, so I really only got 5 hours of sleep total. All of that is ordinarily totally fine, but you are ordinarily Sweety McSweeterson. Something was driving you crazy all day...I was trying to help clean a bit, and Rosie and Dolly came over and kept us company, but every time I stood up to try to anything that wasn't being right behind you as you played you started crying. Teeth, right? We blame all nonstandard behavior on teeth?
You fell asleep early and were cuddling so hard...You were not easy today Sir Manly Man, but the cuddles were so sweet it was hard to be agitated. I hope you're feeling OK. You have signs for most of the things that you could want...I can't think of anything else that might have been up besides some pain of some sort. I hope sleep solves the problem Mister...Love you.
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