I discovered this morning that the right bottom tooth is peeking through. He has both his bottom choppers now! I should've known. Last night was awful with him waking up every 2-3 hours again. Ugh. I gave him a little Tylenol and he still woke up. I finally resorted to letting him fuss it out at 6:30am until he went back to sleep. Mr. Cobra wasn't happy about being woke up before his alarm (not to mention all the 3 times before that), but I couldn't drag myself out of bed and I knew he wasn't hungry because he'd just ate 2 hours prior. He didn't really get upset. He just fussed for about 5 minutes and fell back asleep. I hope that's it for a while - PLEASE no more teeth for at least a week so I can get some sleep!
We went to a friends holiday party on Saturday. It was a rude awakening. Dexter was the perfect angel and everybody loved him. I just realized how different our lives have become. We needed to be home by 9pm, but the party started at 8pm. It was so quick, we barely got to talk to anyone. Dexter met a lot of people and we go to see a lot of people we haven't seen on quite a while. It was over before it even got started, and I'm a little sad about it. Oh well… next year we'll get a sitter and get drunk off our asses to make up for it. Ha! Yeah right - like we'd do that even without Dexter. I haven't been even been buzzed for like 4 years, seriously.
