I'm not sure which one of you did it. I'm not sure why nor HOW, but it appears someone has taken my sweet, sweet boy and replaced him with a little monster!



Poor Munchkin. He's been showing signs of teething for a little over a month now. You know, the excessive drooling, gnawing on anything he can get his little paws, er, hands on. Hands are no exception either, let me tell YOU! All that is fine and good because, you see, my munchkin has pretty much been all gummy smiles and giggles through this all...up until this week. My boy has discovered the art of SCREAMING to show his discomfort. This is especially awesome when Daddy has come home after 2AM from a 12hr shift and just wants to give his son some love- but no, the little monster is here in his place and makes it oh-so-delightful!



I promise our neighbors will begin to wonder if we're one of "those" neighbors that will soon end up on the news. The screams, oh the screams. The wiggling around and flailing of arms. Mommy mode wants nothing but to comfort this little monster, but when you try and try to no avail sometimes it feels easier to let him win the round.



Oh little monster, I will find a potion and when I do, you will be off and in your place will be my sweet little boy with a sweet new tooth!