Cranky, whiney, clingy, bi-polar. These are words that describe The Boy the day after shots. He got a mega-dose of Post Shot Syndrome today. ugh. half hour naps (as opposed to at least 1.5 hours), and all the rest compared to my usual happy-go-lucky guy. ick. I feel for the little man, poor guy. He woke up early from his afternoon nap (of course) but I think he got bit by something, because he has a welt on his face, just below his eye. like he needs anything else today.
we've still not heard anything about the Glorious Goldenrod Stove. I fear our paths are not meant to separate for quite a while.
For the first time in my very short blogging life, I have left a comment in which I disagree with the blog post. I usually will not, but I could not resist, as this particular topic is only the tip of the ice-berg for me. Once I formulate my thoughts a bit, I'll add more on this topic.