Molars. You can’t live with ’em. You can’t live without ’em. Emerson has been going through a major molar meltdown for the past week. My only question – when will it end!? Teething as we knew it was bad enough, but this is a whole new level of torture for the whole family. Tantrums, irritability, decreased appetite, fever, biting and refusal to sleep are just a few of the lovely symptoms.  Thank goodness for re-runs of Friends from 1-3 am and I Love Lucy from 3-5 am. I would never have guessed this would be my schedule at 13 months! I spotted one emerged molar in Emme’s mouth last night; let’s just hope the next one isn’t far behind!

Even Bela is in rough shape. He hasn’t gotten his beauty sleep in weeks. Here he is resorting to some afternoon laziness in attempt to regain some energy.