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Friday, September 11, 2009

Midnight poetry

Teeth

White. Small.
You make my life a misery.
I hate you.

9 comments:

  1. Rough night? Hope the boy will stop biting your boob!

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  2. excellent, and I couldn't agree more

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  3. Here, here. Maude is going through same. Boo.

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  4. I totally hear you. I love the way you put my feelings into verse.

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  5. It was a long night. He just cried and cried and wouldn't settle. Finally I took him to bed with me and cuddled him. This afternoon I saw and felt a new tooth! Bottom left. Now he has seven. There are way too many left to come it.

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  6. And as they get older you get to deal with the pains they suffer from losing those baby teeth and getting adult ones.

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  7. Oh no.. hope that poke up and stop hurting so you can all get some sleep.

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  8. I was wondering if they were coming in, or biting you. Either way it sucks for us and the baby. Hoping the coming nights are easier, and don't forget to stock up on Hyland's teething tablets. Little miracles, they are (The tablets. The babies too, I guess.)

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