Teething

Lucy has spent the last 3 weeks either teething, or with a cold, which has made her a little on edge, but still an angel (how long can this possibly last?). She walks around with all her fingers in her mouth and her shirt covered in drool as if she was a newborn. The benefit to her teething so late is she can actually talk to me about it. When I ask her what's wrong, she says, "teefies sore." The bad thing...she likes the taste of medicine and always asks for more. She has cut 4 teeth in the last 2 weeks and it looks like she's in the process of cutting 2 more. Most of these have been molars too, which will be great for the chew factory.

This picture is of her yesterday morning. She was so tired that I finally had to wake her up at 9:00am to get started on the day. She insisted on cuddling on mom and dad's bed with her blanket. Dad called just a few minutes after 9:00 to talk to her and she spent most of the time looking like this and just nodding her head, but not really talking. You can see her cheeks are a little swollen and red. Poor girl. She never ceases to make us laugh though, even when she's sick. Last night Grandma bought her some raspberries and asked her if she wanted one of them. She replied by saying, "No grandma, I want lots of them."