Brian pointed out to me last night that Sean is getting his first tooth!
It's kind of been like that scrape you get on your knee that you don't notice at first. But as soon as you notice it, it starts to hurt. Sean was pretty happy-go-lucky, until we informed him of his impending tooth. He's been screaming, crying and carrying on all morning. Hyland's teething tablets are great, but I think what we need is some tylenol. Oh, and a margarita for Mommy.
I hope the lake air at the cottage will chill him out a bit. Oy!