After living through James getting his big teeth this week (that makes four for him), and Quinn with her seven, I feel I have little hair left to pull, maybe I will start on my eyelashes.
By the time Wilson starts giving me the business about teething, I fear my response will be as compassionate as..."it's your problem not mine kid, you're going back to bed."
Dip them all in clove oil and put on those headphones.
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