The crying that is.
The poor little boog, he's just beside himself the majority of the time. He may be just playing with us, trying to see how far he can push us, he may be getting his last eyetooth (I think I see white under the skin but I may just be imagining it), he may be unhappy in the heat (even though our AC is turned on a bit) but once again this morning, we were more than happy to bring him to daycare and have 8 hours of no screaming.
Not much else to say other than he slept 12 hours, and when the screaming got to be too much, and I gave in and picked him up, his head went immediately down on my shoulder and stayed there for a few minutes.
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