Little Man has been tugging on his ears and waking up in the middle of the night for about a week now. He smacks his lips, chews on his fingers (or anything else nearby) and babbles mamamamamamamamama.
He developed a fever last night, and I was so freaked out that he might have an actual illness that I forgot all about Tooth Watch '09.
I gave Little Man Tylenol and called the on-call nurse, who assured me all was well and that we probably didn't even need a trip to the doctor. Other than a little moaning during the night, Little Man slept well and this morning the fever was gone. When I checked out his gums, I discovered a large bump on his gums and, although I'm not sure if the tooth is acutally poking through, I'm counting it as our first.
The Smartest Man Alive predicted on Monday that we would have a tooth by the end of the week. As you might imagine, he's gloating today.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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LOL!!! I did not name him The Smartest Man Alive without reason!! I'm glad for Little Man..Poor thing, hurting like that..
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