Max is fussy. The all night, won't let you put him down, "I don't want a damn pacifier!", purple faced, can't find a reason for him to be fussy, fussy. He was up most of the night crying. He's been up all day crying. I finally got him to pass out and he's actually sleeping in his cradle while Alex and I are whispering and tiptoeing around trying not to wake him up.
Alex was trying to help me calm the baby down last night, I had put the baby in his cradle crying while I went to the bathroom. When I came out, Alex was leaning over the side of the cradle saying "Don't cry baby budder. I'll give you haircut toys!" (When Alex gets his hair cut, we take him to pick out new toys at the store. These are haircut toys). Then this morning, clearly having had enough of the baby crying already, Alex came up to me while I was holding a wailing Max on the sofa and said "turn it off. I want it off!" Yea Buddy, I wish I could turn it off.
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