Head. Wall. Thunk.

Its the kind of day where I put my facewash in my hair and walked out of the shower with shaving cream on my (still unshaven) legs. True story. Its the kind of day that suggests that I should really start drinking coffee. But on the bright side of things, I did get a shower today. I'll take it.

Ever since our return from the whirlwind 4 day Dominican Republic trip, Landon has been a bit "challenging". It could all just coincidentally be coinciding with the onset of teething, but I'm not entirely convinced that Landon isn't hiding a supply of Red Bulls somewhere in the nursery. One day I will go to adjust his crib, only to find a stash of empty cans.


He is not sleeping through the night, he doesn't want to nap and he is climbing all over me... with gusto. But he's doing it all with a cute gummy smile, so it is hard to be upset. This, too, shall pass.