attitudes

I was going to post something earlier this week about how everything depends on one's attitude. After a rough end of last week, we had a glorious sunny fall weekend and I woke up Monday to another (final, for now) nice day. I turned to Leighton and said, "last night wasn't so bad, huh?!" And he was like, what do you mean, she was so squirmy all night.

So, it's all about attitude.

Or is it?

Because the day after, it was clear to us, something is going on. A cold, the flu? No: teething. Her corner teeth are coming out, I can feel the swollen bumps, she keeps clenching her mouth, wrapping her lips over her teeth and kind of gnawing, grabbing her mouth with her hand, as if to rip it out, looking at us in agony, crying. Nothing helps. The teething rings, the homeopathic remedies. Still hurts, still can't sleep. So we caved in and got infant tylenol. And she got some rest. It's been five days now, and still no tooth. How much pain is she (and we...) going to have to endure before those darn teeth come through?

On another note, we still got some things done today. It was another spectacular fall day, Leighton cleaned the gutters, Lilly and I went to the library. Nancy Carlson was visiting to talk about her books, lots of parents and children there. For pics., see the library's blog post here. The distraction and getting out was good for Lilly and I. Then she almost fell asleep in the car home, though it was about two hours before her regular nap time. She slept, Leighton packed, I looked through notes.

When she woke up, I felt the day would never end. Leighton tried to Skype with her with his mom and grandparents, not so easy with an unhappy child. They watched Sesame Street. They played. Eventually Leighton went out and played with Lilly while I cooked.

Now she's sleeping and I can breath deeply again, we're trying to recover. Hope to see a DVD. Tomorrow Leighton will pack and Lilly and I will be outs and abouts, plan on going to an orchard for hayrides and more fun. Hopefully.