Angry Baby is living up to her nickname today. She just got through “kickin’ it” and by “kickin’ it,” I mean throwing an old-skool Angry Baby fit, like I haven’t seen since she was a newborn.
Can only mean one thing!!! TEETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I flipped her upside down, mid-fit and took a look at her top gums, sure ’nuff there were 3 teeth, breaking through.
Goodie! More screaming, more jerkiness, more NAP REFUSAL!!!!
Fear not kiddies, I’ve got plenty of Baby Tylenol (for me to chug.)
It feels like this teething thing is NEVER GOING TO END, and before we know it, she’ll be cuttin molars. Oh Lerd.
Best take our minds off of this minor rage-filled setback , let’s check in with our Microblog within a blog: JOJO AND BABY ON THE GOGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jojo and Baby on the Gogo
Yesterday we found out that in order for my hubby to fish next week when we head back to Minnesota he needed to get a fishing license today. Why today? Well, the government may be shutting down tomorrow. Oh, great. I’m feeling really great about our choice of trip location right now.
So the closest location to buy a license was this little gas station in Taylors Falls, MN. My son almost instantly found this weird display, there were cars.
He has an internal toy car magnet, I swear.
Then, I took a closer look at the creepy dolls.
So WEIRD!! Only in Minnesota???
That concludes this installment stay tuned for more!
Editors Note: If anyone wants to get me that doll for Christmas, feel free. She’s glorious.