All he wants to do is lay on me and cry. He can't eat, can't sleep, can't play; and neither do I.
A baby should be able to play, practice crawling so he doesn't look drunk anymore, eat his heart content, Johnny Jump Up, nap, and laugh.
I figure it is a tooth coming in. Please Tooth Fairy (who's got to be good for something related to teeth), let the tooth come tonight while I'm sleeping.
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