You may have noticed I didn't boldface any headers today. My apologies. My past two days have been so awful that boldface would slap me in the head and make me keel over. See, I can't even come up with an amusing metaphor--that's how out of it I am.

D's getting a molar on the right, and here I thought teething was over with a year ago. Poor kid. I try to remind myself that as painful as his patented continual-one-whine-all-the-time is, he's got to be in a lot of pain himself, or he wouldn't do it.

The chamomile tea, my drug of choice, is kicking in. Burble burble zzzzz....