Sam has Teeth.

He has at least 3. We were wondering what was taking so long. He took for ever to get one and then just stopped for what seemed like months. Then this last few days he has got a new one every night. I am not sure about last night. I am told that he had a hard night but I haven't checked as he's not awake yet. He now has both front top teeth and the right side tooth for sure. I don't think he has a bottom one yet. If he got a new one last night it is probably the matching side tooth on the left. Wouldn't that be weird to have a full top and none on bottom?
I went to bed at 6 pm and didn't move until about the time Patrick left for work. I am on some new medicine. I've had a bad case of insomnia that may have been making me nuttier that normal and finally got fed up and went to the doctor. Now it seem that I can sleep 12 hours or longer. I take the pill at night before I go to bed. I sleep all night then I take a few cat naps during the day. I am suppose to keep on it for at least 2 weeks before I make any decisions. But Bronte loves the cat naps. Not only does this give her the perfect excuse to unravel my crochet but then there is the gut busting fun of getting right in Mommy's face and making some frighting and off the wall announcement. At which time both Sam(safe in his playpen) and Miss B throw themselves on the floor in childish laughter. Because lets face it "Mommy the cat just bit off Sam's fingers" while could happen isn't likely to considering that the cat is smarter than to stick around for that to happen. She isn't as fast as she used to be but she is smarter. And wouldn't Sam be screaming his little(relatively) head off? Oh, yes dazed and confused Mommy is tons of fun. Now I am trying to figure out how to unravel my crochet and ear buds that have somehow became a mass of chaos.