5/16/12
Day three of my daddy daycare was a little rough around the edges. There's this thing called a tooth. And apparently, getting one sucks so bad that a person screams all day. I feel bad for the little dude, I mean, he's literally soaked with saliva from the minute he gets up until he goes to bed, and I change his clothes at least 5 times a day. I give him a dose of baby tylenol too, and that usually buys me an hour or so. Today though, the tylenol did a whole lot of nothing, and this kid was a crying, screaming, drooling, snotty, uncomfortable mess the whole day. I take it back. Almost the whole day. He fell calmly asleep right before Tegan got home, so I got the whole: "wow things are so calm in here!" To which I returned the evilest squint I could muster.
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