It's Molar Time!

Molars are a pain! Literally. And I think all of Luke's molars are coming in at the same time. The poor little guy is pretty uncomfortable. It's so bad he doesn't even feel like eating. (And that's not Luke -- Luke likes to eat). And he's not sleeping (which means we're not sleeping). He's just cranky. (Ever heard that saying, "If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy" well, we can take that and apply it to Luke... If Luke ain't in a good mood, then neither are we!)

Anyway, you'll just have to take my word for it - I don't have pictures of the molars. He won't open his mouth for me. About the only way I get to take a peek at the new teeth is if he's already got his mouth wide open, screaming his lungs out. Not fun.

So instead, I'll post these fun pictures. We went down to Concord Park to eat dinner one night. Luke was so excited to see the ducks that he hardly ate his dinner. But, when he got right up to the ducks, he was a little scared of them. It was quite cute.