Tough day for a new tooth, I think

Sydney woke at 4:30am and screwed around until almost 6am before I got him to go back to sleep. Woke around 8. Napped great this morning and not nearly as great this afternoon. Ate an AWESOME LUNCH - feeding himself with silverware and doing VERY WELL!  At not-so-much for dinner. Played in the sandbox. Took his stuffed animals for a ride in the wagon. Played with the neighbor girls. Nursed and went to bed. Woke up during Mommy's trip to the grocery store and Daddy claimed that he had "tried everything." Had a little helper to put away all of the groceries while Daddy went back to bed again. Asked Sydney "Are you hot?" to which he nodded YES (but his sweaty little body gave him away) so, I took his jammies off of him. Asked him if he wanted a drink and he nodded YES so, he had some water. Asked him if he wanted to eat and he had some Cheerios. Played.... and played... and played. Finally asked him if he wanted some milk, thinking that it would make him tired. NO DICE. Took me up on the offer for milk, but decided it was time for more playing! Played... and played... and played again. Finally, at 1045pm, I carried a flailing little boy upstairs, attempted to give him a hug and put him in his bed. He was mad. Turned on his music box/nightlight and left the room. He cried for a minute and THANKFULLY settled down. It's been A LONG DAY!!!!

Judging from his rosy red cheek and his excessive need to chew and bite on his toys tonight, I am guessing that he has a tooth coming in. Poor little guy... no fun! Hope for a better day tomorrow after some much-needed sleep tonight. (Man, if only they were born with teeth... things would be a lot different!)