Dear Daddy,
Today we had a busy day, and my fussiness increased because of it.
I didn't let mommy sleep a lot last night. I woke up for the first time at 2, and mommy knew I could NOT be hungry so she just plugged me back in a few times and then I fell back asleep till sometime in the morning, I don't even know when. It was before mommy's alarm was supposed to go off so she wasn't too impressed with me.
I got up, ate, and then we went to New Bern so mommy could have her appointment with Dr. Drake Ramoray. It went well, and really quick-and it turns out that the freckle on mommy's lip looks just fine for now but she has to keep an eye on it, especially since it is growing. On our way home we stopped to see Pastor Jeff and his family and drop off 24. We ran a couple more errands then went home... mommy and I played for a little while.
I started to doze off, so mommy put me in my chair and she tried to take a nap too. But of course, a half hour later, just when she was starting to fall asleep, I woke up with a vengeance. Mommy thought a walk would be good... but it was a bad bad decision.
It was cold, and even though mommy bundled me up really well I wasn't happy and cried a lot of the way. Evie was having bowel issues and at one point mommy had to cross the road, and right in the middle of the road Evie decided to scoot-but mommy had to pull because there were cars coming. So she pretty much dragged Evie across the road on her bottom... mommy actually has a bruise on her arm because of how much Evie pulled her in other points of the walk too.
Then I fell asleep for about 2 seconds.
Mommy just thinks this is funny because it looks like I have leaves coming out of my head.
I watched Peter Pan-for a few minutes.
After a bout of AWFUL AWFUL screaming-completely inconsolable, even with mommy holding me and offering frozen pacifiers and Tylenol and teething tablets... finally I ate a tiny bit of food and fell right asleep, and mommy decided that she wasn't even going to mess with putting me in my crib and just stuck me in my swing. Hopefully I will sleep ok... and not wake mommy up a few times.
Mommy wonders if I have a few more teeth other than my fangs working on coming out. It kind of looks like it... but they are on the bottom so she can't tell because my tongue is always in the way. I guess we will just see when they come in. Pray for my teeth... and mommy's sanity.
I love you, daddy, and I can't wait to see you.
Love, Maya
