That was one of the worst nights he’s ever had. He’s got two teeth about to break through plus he was very gassy (damn you, broccoli and cheese soup, damn you!)
All through the night, I’d get him back to sleep and collapse into my own bed only to have Mr. Aggie start snoring. I got less than four hours total. And when I did drift off? Nightmares about him not sleeping, math tests, and going to Walmart with no pants on. Which was particularly ridiculous because I never go to Walmart.