Teething. That's the name of the game. After a few days of major drool, extreme fussiness and lackluster sleep, we have determined that Little Shep is teething. Shit. He is only 3 months old. WTF.
Thank you Jesus for baby ibuprofen. No thank you Jesus for baby ibuprofen's consistency. Beau literally takes 15 minutes to swallow a tiny syringe of medicine.... or "yummies" as we call it. Don't they make baby ibuprofen patches? Like morphine patches? I should invent that. I'd be rich.
In other news, we are heading back to America's High Five. A Wednesday through Sunday visit will give me ample time to catch up with my Mitten peeps (Guido and Calli to name a few).
The Jennie Show is a daily dose of how I view the world; no sweatpant too tight, no puppy too cute and no subject off limits. 39 years of life experience has brought me my awesome husband, an unruly but very soft-earred dog, and two delicious children. I love being a mom, cooking, ready historical biographies, running, skiing, Christmas, sauvignon blanc, lawn chairs and cheesy yacht-rock-style music (most often heard in a dentist office).
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Teething. It's a bitch. I've been wondering why I have such a crank-o-saurus as well.... Yesterday I found a big old blood blister on his gums. Joy of joys. It'll get better once they bust through. Until the next round that is... Happy Thanksgiving!
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