2 down, 2 to go.

2 of the elusive molars have popped through. Thank goodness. It was a rough night last night as they were coming in, but compared to our day yesterday, it was nothing. Crying, whining, fussing, NO sleeping...the likes of which I have never seen before. Awful. At least he has 2 molars to show for it.

I can feel the tips of the 2 top ones and the 2 bottom ones are right on the surface, ready to pop through at any moment. Most likely tomorrow during his birthday party. I think I'll just give him a sippy cup of Tylenol to carry around the party. That should do the trick.

I'm being lazy and haven't got the picture thing taken care of yet. It's silly, really. I should go get my credit card now and take care of it. I really have quite a few pics to post. Of course, once I get halfway through the process on the website, Tate will wake up screaming. I have to take care of it soon since I'll have party pictures to share after the shin-dig tomorrow.

P.S. Mom, we got your package with Tate's presents! Can't open the present until tomorrow, though! Thanks.