Where to start?

Unfortunately, Mallory isn't feeling much better, tooth-wise. There are at least 2 coming in that I can feel. 1 upper molar and her last lower incisor. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the rest of them come right away, so we can just have a miserable week or two and then its over.

PLUS, mean little daycare girl bit my darling daughter yesterday. Mallory was being her angelic self, sitting waiting patiently for dinner in her highchair (I can type that with a straight face....believe it??) when little S walked up and bit her finger!! Good grief. S better beware....revenge is a dish best served cold, or so I've heard. :)

Our trick-or-treating didn't work out so well, either. :( Munchkin has had a little cough and hoarse voice on top of the teething woes, so I made a grown-up decision that we should stick close to home and try to get to bed at a reasonable hour. Sorry we missed Halloween with you, Joshua! In any case, we didn't get very far before my little giraffe (yes, the democratic process worked - thanks all that voted!) fell asleep.

After stopping at our landlord's house for some treats, Daddy called and needed us to drive him around since he was done combining a field. We then made a trip to try to see Great-grandma Lorraine, but she wasn't home, so we headed back to Grandma and Grandpa's house to beg some supper. Unfortunately, after that, Mallory was getting tired, so we aborted the rest of our trick-or-treating and headed home to bed.

First, a story or two....then, her new game of throwing herself onto the blankets on our bed. I think there was a bit of a second wind involved here! (Oh, and Grandpa Hanson....I made sure to appropriately censor the diaperless wonder - just for you!)