I'm All Cried Out

We had fun in the basement again on Wednesday night. I don't know if it's how much closer this picture is, or that Joey's halfway off, but doesn't he look bigger than just a few days ago?

And just enjoy this series ...
Joey has become a master whiner. I mean he can find all kinds of fuss and complain if he's not getting exactly what he wants. Fortunately, Mommy and Daddy are getting used to it and have stopped giving in. The above, though, is pretty much how our nights go. Joey cries and cries and then finds his pacifier (or Mommy or Daddy give it to him) and miraculously he is cured of whatever ailed him.

If you look closely at the first crying picture, where his mouth is open wide, you can see that he's cutting his lower molars. I'm guessing that might be part of his recent mood swings. All four molars within a few weeks. I can only imagine how much that hurts.