Mali Zub's teething continues unabated. Man, this poor kid! Two new teeth last week and now he's got two more coming in -- no wonder he doesn't want to sleep.
Although for the record, the chiropractor seems to be helping, even if we're no longer getting those stellar 8-hour stretches of sleep that we did at the beginning. Maybe next week? Or: Please, Dear God, maybe we can start sleeping again next week?
I guess this is where we start a new hoodoo chant/seriously strategic prayer. The last time I did this, though, it was pretty hokey. Any other sleep-deprived parents out there who'd like to take a shot at it?