Thursday, November 16, 2006
Why can't new teeth all come at once?
That was what Robin said after we spent most of the night tag-teaming with crying little boys. Drew popped out a couple of new teeth and Jack has some on the verge.
At one point in delirium in the middle of the night, I picked up my pillow to go lay on the sofa as Robin was giving Jack some ibuprofen. I was thinking Drew was back in his crib. I get downstairs and there is Drew on the sofa waiting on me. Robin had left him to come give medicine to Jack who was in bed with me. Drew calmed down for a while sleeping on my chest on the sofa but went nuts when I took him back up.
Somehow, sometime Robin and I switched. I can't recall how it happened. But I found myself with Jack on the sofa in the same position and he finally zonked out and stayed calm when I took him back upstairs. Don't know what I would do without coffee. Not sure how Robin is making it. I should stop typing and go home and relieve her.