Chael has been one unhappy little boy the last two days. His two year molars are creeping in very slowly causing much discomfort. He has been pointing in his mouth crying, "mama my teeth, my teeth." It has been hard on both of us. I found him this morning sleeping standing up after a non-sleep night. His dad said he was found like this at some point during the day too.

On a funny note, I had left Chael watching Elmo while I went to work on a quick project and when I had returned he had filled this old mason jar clear full of wadded up tissues each with a half booger on it. I took this as a hint that I should put something in the jar so I cut some fresh flowers from the garden tonight. I hope he doesn't mind my redo.