Sebastian has learned a new sound. Now, you all know that Ken and I are huge Lord of the Rings nerds (Gandalf the Husky agrees). Well, apparently Sebastian is trying out for a part as one of the Nine. You know that awful, high-pitched piercing shriek the Nazgul make? Yeah, in the past several days, that sound has been a nearly constant companion here at the Harman household.
It's easy for Gandalf (the wizard, not the dog) to say, "Do not give in to fear!" Every time Sebastian shrieks, I think he's having his leg torn off or something. But no, it's just teething. Again. (Yep, he is apparently getting the second bottom middle tooth...and just when we thought we were done with teething for a day or two!)
I feel bad for the little guy...he's having a really hard time, and has NO patience for anything. When he's wet he wants to be changed yesterday. When he's hungry, he won't even wait for me to whip out the boob before he starts lunging at me with an open mouth like a little baby bird. When he's tired...well, read the last blog entry and you'll see what a fun time THAT is.
So tylenol, hyland's teething tablets, and his amber teething necklace have been our friends. Still, our sweet boy has once again morphed into Sir Pissy Von Crankenhaven. Also known as Nazgul Baby. Sigh...any time now, tooth.
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