I don't know what's up with Fuss the last couple of days, but he's reverted to night terror status, waking up howling every hour or so. I'm assuming it's his teeth- they've started emerging in earnest, like a white picket fence sprouting organically from pink bubblegum soil.
Whatever the cause, it is an unwelcome flashback.
I've brokered a shaky truce with the 'early to rise' section of the parental bargain, but it's easier to enforce when the relentless screaming machine that is my son hasn't spent the night segmenting my sleep like links of sausage.
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Look in the closet and under the crib for monsters.
he sleeps in our bed, and it's sitting on the floor. >:
the poor lil guy sleeps NEXT to the monster...
HAH
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