Teething is a b****
Poor Killy. He must be teething now. He’s just crying and crying and the only thing that helps is if he chews on Jen’s finger, or a cold wet washcloth. Poor little guy….
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So anyway, Jen, Killy, and I are going to watch a movie now, and then go to sleep. I might try to get a little reading done — I’ve had very little time for reading lately — but I doubt I’ll be able to stay up very late. I’m reading Oedipus at Colonus, which is pretty good, although not as good as the first one.