September 30, 2003
Do I Hear Three Dollars?
Ugh. If I pass out while typing, and you see a string of nonsense on the screen...somebody call a doctor.
I was reaching under the crib to retrieve a pacifier, when The Crazyweiler decided it was time to snuggle. His idea of snuggling is to play storm the castle. He charged the castle gate (my ribs) with the battering ram (his oversized melon head).
I think I may have cracked a bone or two. And this is an improvement over the way the morning started.
The Governor is cutting a molar. We were up frequently last night so he could vocalize about just how uncomfortable this process is. And hey - NOTE TO NEW OR FUTURE PARENTS: There is a direct relationship between the volume of your child's screams, the hour of the morning, and how much protective wrap surrounds your new bottle of Children's TylenolTM. Pretty soon these d*mn bottles are going to come welded shut in a steel box.
Since we are all pretty tired and crabby here at The Outpost, we will not be going to the nursing home today. We plan on laying around the house, taking naps, and putting The Crazyweiler up for bid on eBay.
Do I hear three dollars? Two? Two? One?
My friends swear by teething tablets. I know Snyders has them or Walgreens. Might wanna give them a try if you haven't yet.
Posted by: PAULA at September 30, 2003 10:16 AMThanks, Paula. I had not heard of them. Will give it a try.
Posted by: Cathy at September 30, 2003 12:32 PM