2-Year Molars

Poor Pooka has just had the hardest few days, and we just found out why: she's getting her molars in. I would be grumpy too if I had to go through that! It has been so long since her last teeth came in, we almost forgot she was going to get more. Silly us.
Today in church she was just so sad and irritable we almost went nuts. The only thing that kept her happy was when she was "doing" my hair, aka smooshing it together and yanking and pulling at it. So needless to say, as soon as we got home she went down for a nap. But the poor thing woke up screaming for her Daddy, just shuddering with sobs. So first I held her, and then Matthew did.
I'd forgotten how much I missed that.

After naps, we invited Auntie Megen and Auntie Ambie over for a little while, just as a special treat for Pooka because she wasn't feeling well. Pooka had so much fun going through her library and reading each of her books with her Aunties, one by one. They are so sweet to her, and she just loves them beyond words.