Sava drove us to despair last night. At first, Mommy and I were hopeful as we put him to sleep in the evening. He was in a good mood and his tummy--the source of all things painful--did not hurt.
However, after 2am rolled around, Sava woke up and refused to go to sleep again. He fussed, cried, smiled, dashed wildly with arms and legs, chewed on his right sock and our fingers, and drooled all over the place. Around 5am we were ready to call him names. At 6am we did call him names: Honeydew Mellon and Piggie. The most frustrating part was that his tummy was not the problem. Sava was simply wide awake and hyper. Mommy and I felt like the living dead all day today.
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