CootieBoy woke up again last night at about 3:30 a.m. Rather than let him cry it out we put him in bed with us, gave him a small bottle, and he passed out. We definitely think it’s a tooth thing, not an ear thing.
I got a great night’s sleep – went to bed at 11 p.m. and slept through to 7 a.m., barely waking to deal with CootieBoy.
Denis, on the other hand, tended to CootieBoy and then was all but pushed out of bed by the comatose CootieBoy who insisted on sleeping as close to Daddy as possible. *lol* Usually I get the pleasure, but the boy wanted his dad last night and left me with a solid 2/3 of the bed in the process. Nice….. :biggrin:
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