Oh how I love my kid. Especially yesterday when he refused to take a nap, fell asleep at dinner on the couch, wouldn’t eat a bite of food all day, and then insisted on staying up late before finally walking to the baby gate at the stairs at nearly 11pm to signal he was now tired and ready to go to sleep for the night. I’m thinking a new big tooth, but since no body can get close enough to his mouth without getting bitten, I can only guess on that one.
And now he’s upstairs and has shut the door while he’s inside the room. Oh how I wish he would just take a nap. Teething stinks in my personal opinion.