Reilly had a tough night last night. I think he’s cutting teeth. Poor guy, he’s so far behind his peers in this area that I think he’s more aware of the pain. I think when you teeth and have the ability to communicate it’s a double edge sword. You can identify what hurts and it hurts whereas when you’re six months old, it’s one of a few things that you can identify as an area that would cause discomfort.
Well, anyway the waffle didn’t sound good for breakfast this morning so Reilly pleaded for chicken nuggets and ketchup. ICK. He had a fruit smoothie and nuggets. Since he protested so dramatically I figured it was a battle not worth fighting this time. I don’t think I would have won.
Until Next time….