Tuesday, January 27, 2009

And the award for mother of the year goes to....

....not me.

you know that crying over cutting teeth/molars last night that I referred to?


Well, it was actually a pretty nasty ear infection for poor Will.


Here's a picture of him this morning at the doctor's office looking no worse for wear...


Notice his crazy rooster hair. That would be from the shower he took in the middle of the night to get him to calm down...you know how your hair does crazy stuff when you go to bed with wet hair? Well, that's his look today. Maddy looked at him when he got up this morning and said, "Will, you are having a VERY bad hair day!"
(And yes, you've probably noticed that I do let him play with the doctor's tongue depressors while we're there. They're much cleaner than the lovely strep-tainted toys that all the other kids play with.)

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