Tonight, Sam kept bursting into tears, just wailing at the top of his lungs. I was trying and trying to figure out what was wrong with him. Hungry? No. Dirty diaper? No. Fever? No. Teething? Maybe, but Orajel didn't do anything, and he couldn't care less about the teething ring
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DH swears that the reason K cries in my car at night is because she does not like my taste in music. He says she does not do that for him. So, I'm experimenting with radio stations this week.
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