Last night was rough, partly because I ended up at CVS at 1 a.m. buying a nine-volt battery for one of our smoke alarms that started chirping loudly sometime after midnight (and wouldn't stop without a new battery), and partly because E woke up a lot. His bottom gum looks a little swollen around where the two teeth are buried. He's also touchy and cries easily. We feel bad for him. He sure will look cute with those little teeth, though.
This morning he rolled over in his crib for the first time during the hour-and-a-half-long saga of getting him down for a nap. He was exhausted from the beginning and I ended up nursing him down. He wound up on his tummy twice before that, and he freaked out. He can only roll to his left for some reason (it's pretty funny), so he was stuck and didn't know what to do. So many changes for a little guy . . .
p.s. It's a beautiful day here in Central Texas.