Rowan appears to be teething. Poor girl. And yes, I do realize the irony of a crying baby in a onesie that says "smile." If only she could read!!(shakes fist at sky dramatically).
Seriously though, she has all the signs: drooling, crying, low grade fever...and you can see two little vampire teeth starting to push through.
Its early, she's only 3 months; however, my mom said that I had 6 teeth by the time I was 6 months--so maybe its hereditary. She's miserable and wants to be in someone's arms constantly. Luckily, Evey has been easy going and catching up on her sleep. Needless to say, a baby in the arms makes posting on the blog a bit difficult. Such is life, eh?
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