Yesterday was an insane day to say the least. Let me summarize:
Throwing up because crying so hard
Grabbing at Teeth
Not napping at all
Trying to climb out of crib
Tears (maybe from both of us at this point)
And so on.
I am just so glad Jake isn’t dramatic. Because the last thing we need around here is a mini-Mary in baby boy form.
Seeing as we were both at our wits end, I opted for some different entertainment. Something Fisher Price and Little Tikes couldn’t offer us.
I present to you…the dog gate.
Jake thought this was awesome! We put the gate up sometimes when Tucker starts overstepping his boundaries during Jake’s playtime
And by overstepping, I mean sitting on top of Jake and/or his toys.
Jake stood at the gate and Tucker licked his fingers from the other side. It was almost like they were getting their prison visitation.
Next, we broke out the big mirror.
Then Dad got home and all was well for a little while…
I think the rest of the day went more like…more screaming, not wanting to eat dinner, not wanting to go to bed, and finally resorting to driving around the neighborhood after we’d given him Tylenol, Motrin, teething tablets, and Oragel.
Dear Sweet Jesus, please let the rest of his teething be painless!!!
But back to Jake at the coffee table. This is a new attraction. It’s highly desired because it has remote controls, the baby monitor, cell phones, sometimes a water bottle, and more things he shouldn’t touch.