It snowed today--not the Armageddon that the newscasters predicted but enough to make me glad that it was Saturday and the boy and I were indoors. It was a fun day, as can be gleaned from the fashion show shot of Donny in his Aunt Shirley hat, but it was also a rough day. The boy has a top front tooth coming in and he ended up getting all fevery, drooly and snotty. Some baby tylenol and a couple deep naps seemed to help.
He is now officially giving me his pacifier. A couple of weeks ago, I was ready to assume he was playing with his pacifier without really sharing it. Today, tho, he stuck it in my mouth. Three times. Did I mention the drool and the snot? Thanks for the drool, fool!
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