Remember how I mentioned, in the post before last, that Daniel's teething causes him to drool all over the front of his shirt? This is what I mean. Here he is with some of the girls from play group last week, looking kind of like an old man in his high-riding sweatpants and wool socks, and of course the drooly shirt. My boy knows how to impress the ladies!
Fortunately, this latest round of teething seems to have subsided, and we are all getting a good night's sleep. For now. He still has five molars and four canines to go.