Death by Whining

Nathan has mastered the fine art of whining in the last week. At first I blamed teething - he just cut the second tooth on top - but it just keeps going. He whines the moment his backside touches the carseat. The world ends if I put him on the floor and don't sit close enough that we're touching. If he's happily playing and suddenly realizes I've had the audacity to walk into another room, the noises that come from his mouth would cause you to think his face was melting off.

Life is so hard for a Nathan.

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