We are back in that special area of hell called “Teething”.  In fact, I’m not sure we ever left.  It hardly seems possible that teeth could be so close to errupting through the gums without pushing through in a one month period. 

Because this is how I will remember the month of January 2007.  The month that Kieran’s teeth DIDN’T come. 

I feel sorry for the child but when you are tired and frustrated you have to ask, is it so wrong to shake the baby and shriek “Stop acting like such a baby!!!!!”***  It’s going to be a long next year if it takes him this long to get each of his teeth.  Someone should invent a laser that would incinerate teeth before they grow in.  We could just get itty bitty little dentures for him.  Wouldn’t that be adorable?  It would also solve the whole biting-while-nursing problem.  I’m a genius!

***Relax!  I would never shake my baby.  At least not hard.