I'm teething.

Sophie the wonder teether!

Yesterday Simon gave Daddy all the business and then some.  Of course when I got home he was all smiles for some reason.  Then this morning he was also giving Daddy a hard time.  Grandma Leavitt got to babysit today and she (along with Grandpa) said Simon is definitely teething.  That might explain the rotten mood yesterday, the constant drooling, the spitting up more than usual, the omni-present fist in the mouth.  The thought had crossed my mind, especially with the drool, but I didn't expect that until later.  That's the good thing about having people watch Simon who have actual experience with these things.

So, right now Daddy's out buying Sophie and Mommy gave Simon an extry-long bath.  I figured he could use a little more time in his happy spot.  Let's hope Sophie does the trick.