Well, I don't know how much to write today. That boy was a little grumpy bear all weekend. I know his teeth are probably coming in, but WHEW he was a pistol. He also went on some sort of eating strike, too. Any food that tried to come close to his mouth resulted in tantrums and flinging of the spoon with amazing accuracy. He would even fool me and let me get it close to his face before snapping his arms up and knocking it (rather forcefully) away. The other half of the time he just planted his nose on the tray and cried pitifully. So anyways...I gave up sometime yesterday and just let him have his bottle. He would at least drink some of that here and there, even though it was still a fight.

But, at least I got some laundry done :)