Is that the number of toys Baby had out today? No. Could it be the number of times she took her books off the shelf? Nope. The number of minutes she napped?
No, that was the read out on the thermometer on Friday. So after I picked her up from daycare, and gave her some serious lovin’ and some tylenol, we cuddled up for a late afternoon nap. She was pretty cranky all night, even waking us up around midnight to tell us how grumpy she was.
When we awoke after 7 (a miracle), panicked over why she got up so late, and took another temp reading, she was back to her very normal 98.6 degree self. What could it be? we thought. After a couple of hours of pondering, we discovered the solution to why our baby was so warm the night before. One of her wee little molars finally made its appearance.
Our little baby is growing up and getting her big girl teeth. At least there aren’t 103 of these left.