Ian is teething. By teething we mean TEETHING! He's waking up at 5AM most mornings crying and is pretty whiny the rest of the time. Poor kid. He's just cut his bottom first molars and we're sure the upper ones are not far away. Thank heavens for ibuprofen! He'll have his 18 month well-baby visit with the pediatrician later this month. No shots this time. We like to do it a few days early so that we have stats to give his birthparents in their update letters. The next one is due at 18 months, then again at 24 months and then each year thereafter until he's 18.
What do you think of Mr. Jazz Hands & his new summer do?
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