Thank You, Front Left Inscisor

Teething = the best excuse EVER. Why didn't anyone tell me?

Oh, I'm sorry she's so fussy. She's not usually like this, she's teething.

I know we really should start that Ferber stuff and get her to sleep in her own crib at some point, but since she's teething and all...

I'm sure she's just throwing her food on the ground and shrieking at the top of her lungs because she's a little uncomfortable. You know, from the teething.

I am aware that it's possible (maybe) that at ten months, Thalia is simply evolving from the always happy, never fussy, A+++ child that every other mom in the universe wishes she had--into a regular old toddler with all the demands and tantrums and attachment issues that come along with the stage. But we'd prefer to go on believing it's a temporary situation; something that will be remedied just as soon as the rest of those teeth break through the surface.

Four down...how many to go? Oy.

Come to think of it, everyone should use teething as an excuse. It could go a long way.

Hey douchebag, that's my cab. Step away from the door. I'm cranky and I'm teething.

Honey, not tonight. I'm teething.

Yes Helen, it is true that the President shows no compassion for anyone other than himself in this world including his own children. But he's teething.